Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 351

Chapter 351

Claudette realized she didn’t feel too happy after hearing what Laura said.

Am I worried about Mackenzie now? What’s wrong with me? Claudette found

this rather odd. They had always been in a rather tense and competitive

relationship, and Claudette never wanted to lose to Mackenzie. But now I’m

showing concern for her? I must be going crazy.

Whether it was Gautier or Magnus, Claudette knew none of them were good,

especially Magnus. He might seem like a gentleman on the surface, but he

was a cruel and unforgiving man deep down. The incident earlier that day

served as good evidence–only a man as ruthless as him could break

another man’s arm just like that.

“By the way, it’s your birthday tomorrow, right? What are you planning to do?

I’m sure Magnus visited Yeringham during this period for this reason, right?”

Laura initiated more conversation after Claudette was quiet for a while.

Claudette frowned for a moment before a bashful expression appeared on

her face, smiling sweetly. “I’m not planning to spend my birthday with

Magnus or any of you!”

Laura froze for a moment. Instead of getting angry, she let out a grin and put

her hands on her hips. “You’re planning to spend some alone time with Dr.

Lowe‘ on your birthday, aren’t you?”

I can’t hide anything from this woman! She knows me better than my mom

does. Claudette had no choice but to nod in response.

“Woah, that’s impressive. How did you do it? How did you get that oblivious

man to spend your birthday with you?” Laura was curious.

However, Claudette had no plans to tell her that she had hired Jayden to

handle Ryder’s divorce. Emmanuel wanted to thank her for that, so she

suggested that he bought her dinner the next day. The man probably didn’t

even know it was her birthday on the same day! I finally get to spend my

birthday with someone I’m fond of. Claudette was looking forward to it!

It was around 10.00PM at Terence Group headquarters when Lexi noticed how

Beatrix was still roaming around in the office.

“Why are you so hardworking nowadays, Ms. Beatrix? Are you planning to take

over the company after you graduate?” Lexi asked teasingly.

“Hey, can’t you tell I’m like an agitated cat now, Lexi?” Beatrix rushed over to

her.

“Huh?” Lexi was stunned for a while before she burst into laughter. “Like a cat

on a hot tin roof, eh?”

“It isn’t just any regular hot tin roof; I feel like I’m on a volcano now!” Beatrix

cried as she held onto Lexi’s hands. “Mr. Castro is talking to my sister now, Lexi.

I’m sure this has to do with the divorce! They probably have a conclusion! I

don’t want her to get a divorce!”

“Why don’t you barge in and stop them, then?” Lexi asked in return.

“I don’t have the guts to do it, and I don’t know how to convince my sister to

change her mind…” Beatrix’s anxiety made it seem as if she was the one who

was about to get a divorce. “I’d called Emmanuel earlier, but that ignorant

man told me everything has been set in stone. He doesn’t know what to do

either! He’s such an idiot, isn’t he? My sister’s such a great woman. How is he

going to replace a better woman if he leaves her and gets a divorce?” she cried.

“Shush!” Lexi urged. “The office’s walls aren’t as soundproof as you think.

You’re raising your voice in front of Ms. Mackenzie’s office; she’s going to hear

you. She might be more determined to get a divorce if she hears your words!”

Beatrix understood the logic in Lexi’s words, so she quickly slapped her palm

over her mouth. Lexi had been right–Mackenzie was just contemplating

whether to sign her divorce papers in the office. Jayden told her that

Emmanuel had already signed the papers and agreed on a divorce. All of the

necessary procedures had been completed; all that was left was her

signature. Jayden could get the official divorce papers from the City Hall

once she gave him her copy of the documents.

Terence had just lectured her earlier that day, and she was facing a lot of

pressure at that moment. She had expected Emmanuel to approach her

again. She knew him well–even though he was bad with his words of

affirmation, he was still the sort of person who would pick her up from work.

He’s going to pick me up, right? I’m sure Grandpa spoke to him about this.

Unfortunately, she didn’t see any familiar figure every time she glanced out

of her window.

She had ordered Wally to keep an eye on the entrance as well, but there was

no news of the man’s arrival.