Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 129

Abruptly, Beatrix leaped, frightening Emmanuel.

In the next moment, she grabbed his hand and smiled at Elizabeth. “Let

me introduce you to Mr. Emmanuel Lowe! He’s my escort tonight.”

Emmanuel and Elizabeth were astonished.

What’s this situation? Elizabeth was confounded. Beatrix should know

Jonathan likes her, yet she intentionally asked a handsome man to pick

her up! She’s clearly trying to stir up trouble!

”

The moment Jonathan noticed Emmanuel was speaking to Beatrix, he

speedily approached her with his buddies.

Elizabeth was a tad fearful upon spotting Jonathan striding toward them

fiercely. Emmanuel may be handsome, but he can’t win against a wealthy

individual in this materialistic society!

Before Jonathan could speak, his buddy, whose head was covered in hair

wax, glanced at the brand of Emmanuel’s clothing. Then, he threatened

with contempt, “The most important quality a person should possess is

self–awareness. If you wish to acquaint yourself with someone in high

places, you need to be capable of it first. Otherwise, you’ll get unlucky

easily.” So what if this man can wear his cheap clothing well? Our leather

shoes are still worth more than everything on his body. He can act cool,

but he can’t pretend to be rich!

The surrounding youngsters loved to watch any drama unfold, so they

promptly gathered around Emmanuel.

Plenty of men commented on him. While they were jealous of his

impressive figure, they thought he wasn’t a good match for Beatrix.

Emmanuel wasn’t angry, but he wasn’t a doormat either. Swiftly, he acted

like a foolish jester. “In high places? I don’t think the sixth floor is that high. I

barely broke a sweat reaching here. Are you so physically weak that you

think the sixth floor is a high place to reach by stairs? Tsk, tsk. Youngsters

like you should exercise more.”

especially the

visibly lit up. He may look

one, but he can be quite

was humiliated by the

have you know I can-”

everyone was staring

idiot?

Ms. Beatrix’s escort? You

to Beatrix. “Is there a

terms of status and wealth to be your

stark contrast

man.

captivated by Emmanuel as well. So that’s

hair–wax guy looks like

him!

standards I have are

3/8

one hundred and eighty centimeters

you achieved.”

guy turned to Jonathan,

wasn’t that tall.

edges of Jonathan’s lips twitched as he cursed his hair wax

his mind.

that case, he’s definitely spouting nonsense

modern education must’ve dropped, considering

this kind

laughed again, enraging the hair–wax

kicked him away.

opened

want him

to the chase and sneered

comes from. Don’t you

the objects on her body cost years of your

buried myself in there

myself here!”

5/8

people eyed Emmanuel with

pointless as long as he’s on a different

We would’ve felt ashamed

were in his shoes!

flee because he was never

differences between social

he argued, “Why should I? I never felt

been living my life with my head held

my fatherland and

to the country is minor, I’ve never committed

with pride, no

the crowd and elicited

only knew how to flaunt his

a truly admirable

guarding the border like

families wouldn’t have had

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.