Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 385

Chapter 385

Magnus aimed his gun at Emmanuel.

Having practiced marksmanship since childhood, he never missed a shot

after the age of ten. He believed he would soon witness the spectacle of

Emmanuel falling beneath a spray of blood. But in the next moment, his

whole body trembled, and his eyes widened!

Then, his expression became incredibly complex.

Shock, fear, heartache, and confusion all crossed his face, and finally, an

erupting fury!

Casper, witnessing this, also paused and stared wide–eyed in incredulity.

In that critical moment, Claudette suddenly ran out with her arms

outstretched right in front of Magnus as he fired at Emmanuel.

Magnus‘ shot had pierced through his beloved woman’s body.

Thud!

Claudette, with tears of blood in her eyes, gazed up at the starry sky. With a

smile, she then rigidly collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, the entire world froze.

The three men were left stunned and astonished, each with a more shocked

expression than the other.

On the other hand, Claudette’s expression starkly contrasted with theirs. Her

cherry–red lips carried a smile of contentment and tranquility.

Soon, her gaze finally settled on Emmanuel. Her smile was more piercing

than any bullet as it instantly penetrated his heart.

“Claudette!”

Emmanuel rushed toward her, disregarding everything, and tightly embraced

her.

The bullet had pierced through her body, and blood spattered all around.

How much pain was she enduring? Yet Claudette didn’t utter a single sound.

She lay quietly in Emmanuel’s embrace, gradually closing her eyes.

She felt satisfied and fulfilled.

“Ms. Lenoir! Pull yourself together! Ms. Lenoir! Claudette!”

Emmanuel’s voice grew more desperate, his eyes gradually turning

bloodshot as if a black whirlwind enveloped his entire being.

Casper panicked at this moment.

He knew well that Emmanuel had learned his martial arts from the Northern

Region’s veteran commander. In this state, it was likely that an eruption of

inner energy was happening within his body.

If this continued unchecked, the consequences could be dire!

“Go to hell!”

Casper had to take the initiative. He threw a specially crafted miniature

bomb directly at Emmanuel.

Snap!

Emmanuel swiftly slapped the bomb away, sending it flying dozens of

meters.

Boom!

The bomb exploded with flames soaring and debris falling like a dark rain in

front of the three men.

Emmanuel stood up, his gaze resembling that of the Grim Reaper.

Magnus‘ pupils dilated as he realized his own body was trembling.

Darn it!

He was actually afraid of the man before him! He was afraid of his enemy!

Meanwhile, sirens on the hillside grew louder and louder.

“Quick! Over there! Hurry up and save them!”

4

Mackenzie sat in Homer’s police car, her emotions slightly out of control as

she gave orders.

“Understood!”

Homer nodded. His expression was calm, yet he was inwardly astonished!

In his mind, Mackenzie was the most reserved and coldest woman he had

ever known. Having known her for so many years, it was the first time he had

seen her in such a state of distress.

What kind of person had changed this ice queen?