Love At The Wrong Table

Otherwise, should this news spread, Gautier would face ridicule from others and endure a significant blow to his reputation.

“Farewell then,” Mackenzie declared, her departure accompanied by a resurgence of her Queen of Yeringham demeanor. With Emmanuel by her side, she found solace, knowing she no longer had to fear potential attacks from adversaries.

Recent events had underscored for her the importance of having a fighter, even with financial advantages: Without one, she remained vulnerable to humiliation at the hands of others.

It finally dawned on her why numerous prominent families and CEOs eagerly anticipated the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown. Perhaps they all sought skilled fighters to safeguard their interests.

“Emmanuel, are you going to walk away like that?” Ashton’s voice echoed behind them as they exited together.

“Oh, I suppose you expect me to treat you to dinner?” Emmanuel countered.

“Hmph, I insist you return to the station for a chat. You just assaulted someone in public. Come with me!” she demanded firmly.

He had no choice but to comply with her request.

your behalf. If you can make it in time, hurry back.” Amidst Mackenzie’s bustling schedule, she maintained a commendable sense

the policewoman had come to their aid twice. Had it not been for Ashton’s timely intervention, Mackenzie

aware that lingering could be construed as resisting arrest.

had emphasized the importance of seizing opportunities multiple times. Otherwise,

the Luxoria

couldn’t help but wonder, Wasn’t Tia just supposed to attend the wedding? How did she suddenly become the bride? Have I somehow slipped into a

the dressing room, where Tia sat amidst preparations. With conviction, she voiced her dissent, “Ryder is not only old and unattractive but now paralyzed too! You’re my only daughter; I cannot

for support. Marianne even hoped to climb the social ladder through her son-in-law’s assistance. Yet, Ryder fell drastically

response to her mother’s disapproval, her resolve unwavering. “I can feel that Ryder genuinely likes me. Though he may seem clumsy, and yes,

bubbled up, and she blurted out, “You’re

you’re my daughter. How could I not understand you?” Marianne’s excitement bubbled up, and she blurted out, “You’re practically itching to become Emmanuel’s sister-in-law, aren’t you?”

Tia’s face flushed crimson in the dressing room, her embarrassment palpable. She mused, How could Mom say such a thing