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.”

people, especially the women,

He may look like a dummy, and my sister

but he can be

was humiliated by

I’ll have you

staring at him, he

are you an idiot? Do you think a loser

Ms. Beatrix’s escort? You don’t

Beatrix. “Is there

of status and wealth

stark

man.

well. So that’s

like an ill–mannered

him!

grinned. “The only standards I have are for height

3/8

least one hundred

you achieved.”

to Jonathan, who winced because

wasn’t that tall.

lips twitched as he cursed his hair

his mind.

definitely spouting nonsense earlier.” Emmanuel

of modern education must’ve dropped,

kind of

laughed again, enraging

Jonathan kicked him

opened his mouth,

him out of my

the chase and sneered

from. Don’t you know who

on her body cost

hole and buried myself in

myself here!”

5/8

plenty of people eyed Emmanuel with disdain.

is pointless as long as he’s on

Ms. Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed and left in

were in his shoes!

he was

differences between

I never felt ashamed for being

soldier, I’ve been living my

battlefield, protecting my fatherland and its

country is

stand tall and with pride, no matter

the crowd

knew how to flaunt his wealth,

truly

soldiers guarding the border

have had a

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.