Love At The Wrong Table

Sooner or later, Emmanuel would have to acknowledge her, even worship her, submit to her, and compliment her beauty.

However, Emmanuel didn’t bother with her thoughts. After the incidents with Claudette and Queenie, he had to maintain distance from women other than his family. It was a responsibility to his wife and to himself.

Soon, the two each drove and arrived at the back of the Lenoir Residence.

The once majestic Lenoir Residence now appeared deserted, and the gate was locked shut, giving a sense of emptiness.

Emmanuel wondered where Quintus had gone, though. It had been a long time since he bothered Mackenzie Could it be that his number one rival had given up on Mackenzie and moved on to pursue other women? If that were the case, it was a good thing.

Because the place where they discovered traces of Claudette was halfway up the mountain, the two of them had to take safety measures and use a rope to descend.

“Officer Summerton, your body hasn’t fully recovered. How about you tell me the approximate location, and I’ll go down and take a look myself?” Emmanuel suggested reasonably.

However, Ashton was unappreciative and coldly snorted. “Are you underestimating me? I’ve undergone rigorous training as a policewoman for many years! One night of rest is more than enough for this minor injury!” At that, she continued to secure the safety measures and insisted on going down first.

just concerned about her being injured, but it unexpectedly triggered her pride. Whatever, if she wants to go down, it’s her choice. After all, it’s her life. Emmanuel quickly followed suit.

However, she noticed that Emmanuel was slowly catching up. Suddenly worried

hard!” Emmanuel shouted as

physician, and he knew more about her physical condition than she did.

Ashton became. “Hmph! Who do you think you’re looking down on? When it

her pace, she accelerated even more to leave him behind. If

her speed, Emmanuel also accelerated and got closer.

skilled!” Ashton was already struggling, but driven by her competitive spirit, she continued to speed up.

surprise, as she increased her speed, Emmanuel also accelerated and got

but driven

stop! Stop now!” Emmanuel’s voice kept coming from above. However, Ashton felt extremely proud, thinking, You can’t catch up, can you? Are you surrendering? Well, I’m not stopping!

above. The rugged rocks cut the hemp rope tied to her

quickly grabbed onto a rock. However, the rock, worn smooth by years and water droplets, was extremely slippery. As she exerted force, her wound opened up again, causing intense pain. Unable to hold on any longer, she loosened her grip, and her whole