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.”

of people, especially

lit up. He may look like a dummy, and my

one, but he

dude was humiliated by

have you

everyone was staring at

an idiot? Do

Beatrix’s escort? You don’t

turned to Beatrix. “Is there a standard I

of status and wealth to be your escort,

demeanor was a stark

man.

as well. So that’s the charm of

looks like an ill–mannered

him!

only standards I have are for

3/8

at least one hundred and eighty centimeters tall,

you achieved.”

hair–wax guy turned to Jonathan, who

wasn’t that tall.

as he cursed his

his mind.

case, he’s definitely spouting

modern education

kind of

again, enraging the hair–wax

kicked him

time he opened

I want him out of my

the chase and sneered at

courage comes from. Don’t you know who Ms.

the objects on her body cost

buried

myself here!”

5/8

his words, plenty of people

as long as he’s on

Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed and left

were in his shoes!

he was never one

between

I never felt ashamed for being poor,

my life with my head

battlefield, protecting my

to the country is minor, I’ve never

stand tall and with pride, no matter who I face!”

words bewildered the crowd and elicited respect

who only knew how to flaunt

truly

guarding the

wouldn’t have had a

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.