Love At The Wrong Table

Blake absentmindedly scratched his ear as he spoke.

Emmanuel then noticed that at the other end of the corridor, two bodyguards were tied up on the ground with their mouths taped shut. They were likely the bodyguards who had originally been guarding this room, but Blake had taken care of them.

“Is Magnus inside?” Emmanuel asked directly, his eyes filled with determination.

“Who knows?” Blake shrugged and replied, “Maybe he’s already gone.”

“So, you stopped me at this moment because you want to fight with me here?” Emmanuel questioned.

“No, no, no!” Blake quickly waved his hand and said, “I don’t want to fight with you. If possible, can’t we just have a chat? Maybe I can tell you something interesting.”

“Then go ahead, but if your next sentence doesn’t interest me, I’ll just barge in,” Emmanuel said coldly.

“In that case, I must tell you something shocking.” Blake took out a lump of earwax, casually wiped it on his pants, and grinned. “Your cousin’s son is actually not his biological son. Do you want to guess who his biological father is?”

Emmanuel was indeed stunned.

Abellyn had mentioned this to his cousin, but at that time, Mackenzie had reminded him not to pursue the truth, regardless of whether Abellyn was telling the truth or not.

If it was Abellyn who said this, Emmanuel would definitely ignore it, but how could this unattractive man know about it?

Moreover, he seemed to know who Tommy’s biological father was.

Emmanuel’s reaction and

not interested.” Emmanuel chuckled,

stunned. Surprised, he said, “How do you know it’s me?

good at acting.” Emmanuel continued to smile, “But you can’t fool me, and this topic

had said echoed in his mind once again.

seek the truth, his cousin would be Tommy’s

theory

knocked on the

interest Emmanuel either. He could only sigh and

rang just in time with

at it, Blake smiled

him out of the corner of his eye, and he had already guessed that Magnus must

walked into the room and found that there was

had left

a voice from the bathroom said, “Is that you, Mr.

“Yes, it’s me.”

Emmanuel looked through the glass and saw a graceful figure bathing

allowed people outside the bathroom

this

figure inside was somewhat

the first time tonight, so