Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 311

Chapter 311

“As expected from the Northern Region Wolf Warrior. That was a powerful

punch!” said the woman in red with a smile after steadying herself and taking

a while to recover from her surprise.

Emmanuel’s strike would likely have shattered her bones if she hadn’t held a

sharp weapon in her hand.

She had heard that the Northern Region Wolf Warrior had suffered serious

injuries and developed a heart condition in the last battle before retiring, so

his strength had greatly diminished. However, she hadn’t expected that even

so, his power still surpassed that of her, a Redback elite assassin!

Therefore, she must kill this Northern Region legend this very night; otherwise,

if his injuries were to heal, even with the help of her fellow senior, she wouldn’t

be able to deal with him!

Clang!

The woman in red didn’t stop her assault, and her blood–red sickle once

again descended upon Emmanuel.

It had been a long time since Emmanuel had experienced such a

life–and–death battle, and he felt a slight sense of unease!

He had no intention of prolonging the fight, knowing that if he did so, he

wouldn’t be able to protect Mackenzie and Claudette. Yet, if he were to

escape with Mackenzie, Claudette would undoubtedly be unable to escape!

What should I do?

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At a critical moment, Emmanuel once again evaded the opponent’s lethal

attack, but the woman in red’s sickle still left bloody marks on his body.

Claudette was about to exclaim in surprise when she caught Emmanuel’s

gaze.

An intelligent woman, she almost instantly understood Emmanuel’s intention:

he wanted her to escape alone!

Claudette pursed her lips. If possible, she would rather Mackenzie escape first

and stay behind to support Emmanuel. However, she was someone who

understood the bigger picture, so she ultimately turned around and ran,

though she looked back every few steps.

Emmanuel stood alone, blocking the two assassins, getting more and more

injured. Claudette couldn’t help but cry out, “Don’t hurt Emmanuel! Come at

me instead!”

The next second, a voice rang beside her ear. “Huh, why should I come after

you?”

Claudette turned around in shock, only to replace that the woman in red had

somehow appeared beside her.

It was then she finally realized the enemies Emmanuel faced were of an

entirely different level, far beyond what an ordinary person could withstand.

“Tsk tsk, such a beautiful and delicate face,” the woman in red remarked

without any courtesy, gripping Claudette’s neck and forcefully pulling her

closer. She then pressed a blade against her lovely face.

“Care to guess how your boyfriend would react if I were to leave a few scars

on your enchanting face?” the woman in red said coldly with a smirk.

Despite being terrified, she couldn’t help pondering the question.

How will Emmanuel react if I am disfigured? Will I no longer have a chance?

No! He’s not one to obsess over looks! Still, will he care if I’m disfigured? What

should I do if he doesn’t?

Seeing the change in Claudette’s expression, the woman in red was both

surprised and amused.

“It seems you’ve truly fallen in love with that insensitive man. Well then, I’ll ruin

your face and see how he reacts.” The woman in red was rather jealous of

Claudette’s beauty.

She wasn’t sure where the desire came from, but she just wanted to do it. Not

only that, she wanted to ruin Mackenzie’s face, too, for she could tell

Emmanuel cared deeply about the two women. She wanted to destroy all

the women Emmanuel cared about!

“Let her go!”

Just then, Emmanuel broke free from the male assassin’s hold and rushed

over, holding Mackenzie in one arm and pointing angrily at the woman in red

with his other hand.

Now that Claudette was with him, he was responsible for protecting her,

especially since she had just risked her life to protect him.

Instead of releasing Claudette, the woman in red grazed her blade lightly

across the young woman’s cheek when she saw how nervous Emmanuel

was.

“Ah!” Claudette let out a piercing scream, breaking the tranquility of the valley

and awakening Mackenzie, who had just recovered from the poison.

She couldn’t open her eyes, but her consciousness was hazy, and she had a

vague idea of what was happening around her.

“Don’t hurt her!” Emmanuel clenched his fist, his face filled with anger.

“Don’t hurt her? Haha, shall I hurt you instead?”