Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 567

Chapter 567

Nevertheless, Lexi’s words elicited a surprising reaction from Mackenzie, who

lightly tapped the table and refuted, “Thinking about him? What a joke! Why

would I think about him? I’m thinking about work. The Verkade family is trying

to snatch our market! I don’t have time to think about anything else!”

“Oh, I see!” Lexi smiled and nodded, not stating that she didn’t believe it, but

her expression made it clear that she didn’t.

“What are you smiling at?” This time, there was a hint of anger in Mackenzie’s

eyes. How dare this woman laugh at me?

“I’m not smiling at anything. Ms. Quillen, it’s good that you’re not thinking

about men! As a cold and aloof female CEO of Terence Group, how can you

be troubled by love? It’s illogical!” Lexi teased again, set down a stack of

documents, and hurriedly left the room.

However, Mackenzie sensed Lexi was up to something significant behind the

grin, though she had no idea what it was. Oh well, I’m not in the mood to work

anymore. I should go home first!

Then, she descended the stairs and exited the building, only to discover that

Wally was not waiting for her in the Bentley. “What’s going on?” Her brow

furrowed slightly as she said this. Wally has been my driver for many years,

and nothing like this has ever happened before.

The security guard at the entrance hurriedly ran over, bowing and saying,

“Ms. Quillen, the driver Wally, asked for leave tonight. He has already informed

Ms. Summerton!”

“What?” Mackenzie’s eyes flashed with cold astonishment. I just suspected

Lexi was up to something, and with her ability, she wouldn’t have made such

a mistake. Is she doing it on purpose?

Meanwhile, the security guard was shaken to the core upon seeing the

female CEO in this state. He stood stock still, afraid to make a single move, as

he quivered and said, “Ms. Quillen, if you need a car, I’ll immediately inform

the fleet!”

“No need!” She motioned with her hand for the security guard to leave

because she could see her Maserati slowly approaching the building

entrance. It finally dawned on her what Lexi was up to. Wow, she teamed up

with that idiot Emmanuel to play these tricks on me? Is this a setup she

designed to help him?

Then, as she watched the man drive the vehicle toward her, she didn’t know

how to describe her emotions.

Joy?

Anger?

Happiness?

Annoyance?

She didn’t know!

Immediately after, Emmanuel opened the car door and stepped out, carrying

a bouquet of roses.

What’s going on? Has he gone crazy? Mackenzie couldn’t believe it. Is this my

idiotic husband? Who taught him these methods of flirting?

Even the security guard, the only bystander, stopped in his tracks in disbelief.

What is going on? Is this Ms. Quillen’s man? Although his appearance and

figure are good, his attire is too plain, right? Did he go from rags to riches?

“Mackenzie, I–I came to pick you up. I happened to pass by a flower shop and

saw this bouquet of roses. They looked nice, so I bought them… I wonder if

you like them?” Emmanuel’s face flushed as he stood at the base of the

stairs, looked up, and held out the flowers to his wife.

It was his first time giving flowers to a woman, and even more impressive

was that he gave them to the icy goddess. He feared she would decline,

which would be awkward, so he was incredibly anxious!

As expected, Mackenzie didn’t accept the flowers and uttered coldly, “Hmph,

you liar!”

Uh! He was caught off guard because he hadn’t anticipated his wife to

respond this way. This response did not appear in Rhea’s written suggestions

to him….