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.

Dominique into a

feet slightly crossed as she naturally rested her hands on her thighs. Her posture was flawless. She presented a picturesque image that could easily evoke a line of poetry, “When calm, she is like a delicate flower reflecting in the water.

finally made the connection between her and Magnus

a prestigious background and had the

stood behind her like a

get straight to the point? What exactly do you

men outside the hotel, who were all lusting after her. He genuinely didn’t have any special feelings towards beautiful women-except for

felt increasingly ated in the face

Four 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

of you,”

this with her assistant because Dominique was slightly startled by her tone. The shock on her face

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

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

asking you to spare my brother and let go of the past grievances

“What?!”

look at Hattie with wide eyes. Her eyes were filled

mind, Mr. Magnus, like Ms. Hattie, was a god-like figure. He was wealthy, intelligent, and surrounded