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

visibly lit up. He may look like a

him one, but he

humiliated by the laughter and roared,

I’ll have you know I can-”

was staring at him, he

idiot? Do you think

Beatrix’s escort? You don’t have

turned to Beatrix. “Is

of status and wealth to be your escort, Beatrix?”

demeanor was a stark contrast with the enraged

man.

Emmanuel as well.

guy looks like an ill–mannered child

him!

grinned. “The only standards I have are

3/8

one hundred and eighty

you achieved.”

turned to

wasn’t that tall.

of Jonathan’s lips twitched as he

his mind.

that case, he’s definitely spouting

of modern education

this kind of

laughed again, enraging the

he could do anything, Jonathan kicked him away. Not

he opened his

I want him out of

cut straight to the chase and sneered

comes from. Don’t

objects on her body cost years of your salary! If I

hole and buried myself in there instead

myself here!”

5/8

of people eyed Emmanuel with

pointless as long as he’s

Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed

were in his shoes!

flee because he was never one to care

between

I? I never felt ashamed for being poor, and

a soldier, I’ve been living my

the battlefield, protecting my fatherland and its borders.

is minor, I’ve never

tall and with pride, no matter who I

bewildered the crowd and elicited respect

a scion who only knew how to flaunt his wealth,

truly admirable

guarding the border like him, the

families wouldn’t have had a comfortable

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.