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 women,

He may look like a dummy,

but he

dude was humiliated by the

weak! I’ll have you

everyone was staring at him,

an idiot? Do you think a loser

escort? You

turned to Beatrix. “Is there a standard

of status and wealth to be your

a stark

man.

well. So that’s the charm

like an ill–mannered child in front of

him!

I have are for height

3/8

one hundred and eighty centimeters

you achieved.”

the hair–wax guy turned to Jonathan, who winced

wasn’t that tall.

twitched as he cursed his hair wax

his mind.

case, he’s definitely spouting nonsense

education must’ve dropped, considering

kind

laughed again, enraging the

kicked him away. Not only did

the point every time he opened his mouth, but he also

I want him out of my

to the

from. Don’t you

Any of the objects on her body cost years of your salary!

buried myself in there

myself here!”

5/8

people eyed Emmanuel with disdain.

handsomeness is pointless as long as he’s on a different social

Beatrix! We would’ve felt

were in his shoes!

flee because he

between social

should I? I never felt ashamed for being

becoming a soldier, I’ve been living my life

protecting my fatherland and its borders.

is minor, I’ve

tall and with pride, no matter who

the crowd and elicited

only knew how to flaunt

a truly

brave soldiers guarding the border

have

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.