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!”

people surrounded Gautier, and the scene immediately

in a dilemma. Her expression reflected the complexity of her

she pondered Gautier’s motives. It felt like she stood on a pedestal

“Mackenzie!!”

crucial moment, it was Gautier who courageously stepped forward to shield you from the bullet He’s even willing to confront the heiress of the Silverbane family for your sake. Can Emmanuel do that? Can he facilitate our family’s entry into the chamber of commerce or secure a 450 million deal for us? No! He pales in comparison to Gautier in every aspect. Please, open your eyes and see the

to stab at

her emotions surged. Beatrix wondered if it

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

on. Do you need

His grasp on her delicate hand tightened as a foolish smile graced

utterly stunned. She felt like a marionette with strings wound tightly around her, rendering

esteemed genius of the Yeringham business community proved

but think, What a mess! It looks

of my wife!”

was teetering on the edge of confrontation with the Verkade family, a commanding voice

voice resonated like a thunderclap and sent shivers down the spines of

“Emmanuel?”

“Emmanuel!”

from Ashton, Beatrix, and Lexi, all voicing

eyes flickered, mirroring the intensity of Emmanuel’s presence. He was a tempest in her eyes,

a storm brewed within