Love At The Wrong Table

“Lara, shut up!” Mackenzie glared at Lara,

After all, there was a saying about keeping family matters private. Lara’s words risked embroiling not only herself but also Emmanuel and the entire Quillen family in unnecessary controversy.

What was the truth, and did they even know about it?

“Mackenzie! Fine, I won’t speak. But you’ve got to listen to what everyone else is saying. Stop being so stubborn!” Lara’s defiance was evident in her tone, though her words seemed to imply there was more than met the eye.

Mackenzie’s expression turned colder by the second, like an iceberg. She clenched her fists in frustration at her sister’s words.

“Lara, stop making things difficult for Mackenzie! Just shut it!”

Just as Lexi and Beatrix pondered Mackenzie’s next move, a sudden roar filled the room.

Even Ashton was taken aback by Gautier’s unexpected support for Mackenzie in such a critical moment.

All attention shifted toward the man as he clutched his arm. His complexion was paling with pain. “I stand by Mackenzie’s decision-”

But before he could finish, he faltered and collapsed to the ground.

“Mr. Verkade!”

“Mr. Gautier!”

“Gautier!”

Gautier, and

Her expression reflected the

It felt like she stood on a pedestal without a means of descent, as if the ladder had

“Mackenzie!!”

for your sake. Can Emmanuel do that?

words seemed to stab at Mackenzie’s

when her emotions surged. Beatrix

Lara’s plea. Yet, amidst the turmoil, her concern for Gautier couldn’t be ignored. Everyone present knew he had been injured while shielding her

you need to go to the hospital?”

delicate

around her, rendering her unable to

the esteemed genius of the Yeringham business community proved well-founded as his gentle persuasion rendered her defenseless against his will.

the sidelines, Ashton shook her head in disbelief at the unfolding drama. She couldn’t help but think, What a mess! It

of

edge of confrontation with the Verkade

sent shivers

“Emmanuel?”

“Emmanuel!”

Beatrix, and Lexi, all voicing their surprise at

intensity of Emmanuel’s presence. He was a tempest in her

storm brewed within