Love At The Wrong Table

“If you’re so concerned, there’s no need for a conversation!” Emmanuel said with amusement, “I’ve never seen such an influential woman before. So, I’m afraid I won’t be able to engage in a meaningful discussion with her.”

Hattie remained unmoved by his sarcastic comment.

However, Dominique immediately responded, “Mr. Lowe, if you were a vulnerable woman who has experienced an average of 303 attacks by men, 27 kidnappings, and 19 assassination attempts in a year, I believe you wouldn’t make such remarks!”

Uh.

Emmanuel paused for a moment and shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, forgive me for my ignorance. I spoke without thinking.”

He didn’t possess the same level of beauty as Hattie, nor was he a woman. So, how could he empathize with her life experiences?

Then again, it was easy to understand that delicate flowers were easily broken.

“Emmanuel, this way, please,” Hattie said as she walked past him. Her gaze was cold but not intimidating.

As she walked by, he caught a whiff of a refreshing fragrance. It was different from Mackenzie’s scent but equally delightful.

her and Dominique into a

easily evoke a line of poetry, “When calm, she is like a delicate flower reflecting in the water. When in motion, she is like a graceful willow swaying in the

her and

a prestigious background and

her like a

why don’t you get straight to the point?

did not bother sitting down. He was unlike the men outside the hotel, who were all lusting after her. He genuinely didn’t have any special feelings towards beautiful women-except for

the face of his disrespect towards

Beauties of Zovince, but she was also a goddess with a net worth of several tens of billions. How could he not grovel at her feet and fulfill her every whim? Why wasn’t he showing her any respect? How dare he use such an

a favor to ask of you,” Hattie spoke, completely contradicting her

this with her assistant because Dominique was slightly startled by her tone. The shock on her face marred her perfect statue-like

esteemed heiress of the Zelinsky family, a woman who is admired by thousands. What business do you have to ask of a leisurely

solely because of her brother. Otherwise, even if he wouldn’t grovel like other men, he wouldn’t be treating

spare my brother and let go of the past grievances

“What?!”

as Hattie spoke, Dominique jerked her head to look at Hattie with

a god-like figure. He was wealthy, intelligent, and surrounded by talented individuals. Who could possibly rival