Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 980

“If you don’t want to drink with me, that’s fine. But why won’t you let me drink? You’re so mean!” Queenie’s voice grew louder, whether intentionally or due to her drunken state.

Almost all eyes in the room turned toward them.

Even Shane found it quite exciting to watch. If Red were also drunk and said, “Shane, you’re so naughty,” that would be perfect.

Seeing this, Beatriz became furious.

She stood up, walked over with a stern expression, and pointed at Queenie, angrily saying, “You, get out! You’re not welcome at this banquet!”

Queenie immediately looked aggrieved, her eyes slightly red, and tears welled up almost instantly.

A woman’s tears always have a way of stirring sympathy, especially from men.

“Emmanuel, it’s getting late. Why don’t you take Ms. Banner home from now?” Terence also didn’t want this woman to disrupt the banquet and instructed.

Emmanuel nodded without objections.

However, Beatriz quickly interjected. “No! Let someone else take her. I think that Shane is a perfect fit for the task. I can’t let-”

“Shut up!” Before he could say ‘brother-in-law,’ Terence interrupted, giving his granddaughter a stern look.

no choice but to close her mouth, looking somewhat disheartened. She decided not to

out that Emmanuel was her brother-in-law, it would definitely cause a public scandal, and

but she didn’t trust Queenie. She feared her brother-in-law might be seduced if he took

afraid that her brother-in-law might make a mistake in the heat of the moment, and what would

Emmanuel said as he helped Queenie

a hint of envy. Just a moment ago, Beatriz had asked him to take Queenie home,

was considered the village belle of Hero’s Village. Many young boys’ childhood dreams included walking her/home when they grew

until they left the banquet hall. Suddenly, she stumbled

quickly grabbed her waist and

into his embrace. The scent of her perfume and the

figure and appearance would likely provoke

and asked, “Queenie, are you

if she had fallen

to come over, gave them a tip, and instructed

female attendants were

he couldn’t even lift a woman who weighed less than

pretending to

tip

as soon as she got into the car, her arms and legs sprawled out, completely devoid of grace. It seemed like she had indeed had too

like a ripe