Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Chapter 128

Chapter 128

After Emmanuel sent Mackenzie home, he changed his clothes and

prepared to drive her Maserati out.

Before he left, Mackenzie exclaimed, “Wait!”

She strode toward him before personally tidying his collar and hair.

Emmanuel was pleasantly surprised because it was the first time

Mackenzie had done that.

A few minutes later, she stared at her handiwork with satisfaction. “Now

you can leave.”

The person who understood Beatrix the most would always be Mackenzie.

She didn’t even need to guess why her little sister borrowed her husband,

which was to use him as a shield.

Concurrently, a banquet for university students was held in a large

luxurious room within Draco City Hotel.

The lights were bright and the atmosphere was lively.

All attendees were dressed attractively and exuded a vibe of

youthfulness.

It was the birthday banquet for Jonathan Verkade, the heir of a branch

Verkade family.

Jonathan’s status was, of course, incomparable to Gautier’s, who was the

scion of the main family. Even Hubert wasn’t a match for his brother,

though he was still the son of an affluent family.

Thus, the only men invited to the banquet were those with distinguished

backgrounds. As for the women, they were either descendants of eminent

families or absolute beauties.

At that moment, Beatrix had left the dance floor and sat alone on a bench.

Her best friend, Elizabeth Lenoir, hastily met up with her after spotting her.

“Are you returning already, Beatrix? ”

Elizabeth was Claudette’s twenty–one–year–old little sister. Like Beatrix,

she was a fourth–year student at Yeringham University. In six months, she

could either choose to further her studies overseas or join her family’s

corporation.

“It’s about time, anyway. I’ve already asked someone to pick me up,”

answered Beatrix with an excited smile.

“Is it your family’s driver? You’d rather have them drive you home than

Jonathan?” Elizabeth was curious.

After all, not only was Jonathan a scion, but he was also a famous figure in

the university. Countless women loved him.

“He’s not my boyfriend. Why do I want him to take me home?” Like her

older sister, Beatrix disliked the Verkade family’s sons. They’re all either

hypocrites, douchebags, or rakish. I ask Emmanuel to pick me up because

there’s a chance a random driver won’t be enough to dissuade Jonathan

from bothering me tonight.

At that moment, the door to the hall was pushed open. An elegantly

dressed, charming man strolled into the building, instantly attracting

many people’s attention.

“Look at him! He’s so handsome!”

“His well–built figure is totally my type.”

“Is he here for the banquet, too? Why don’t I recognize him?”

A group of women promptly chatted about him.

The towering, mature man ignored their voices and ambled toward

Beatrix.

That person was, of course, Emmanuel. “I’m here, Ms. Beatrix! Are you

ready to leave?”

He was already attractive in a suit, but his allure went off the charts after

Mackenzie improved his appearance.

Beatrix was stunned after turning toward him. No wonder Claudette and

Mackenzie took a fancy to him! He’s incredibly handsome after dressing

up like that. Despite that, he doesn’t seem to notice how good–looking he

“Ms. Beatrix!” Seeing that Beatrix didn’t react to his arrival, he waved his

hand before her eyes.

Elizabeth was taken aback by the scene. I can’t believe this handsome guy

knows Beatrix. Is he her boyfriend? No wonder she’s not interested in

replaceing a partner!