Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 663

Chapter 663

Emmanuel heard of angels and demons when he was a young kid, but he

had never seen such creatures before. As far as he was concerned, if there

were demons in the world, they would look hideous with pointed teeth.

Needless to say, one would be terrified the moment they caught sight of

such creatures.

However, it wasn’t until now that Emmanuel realized what a demon looked

Tike. Although Magnus wasn’t handsome, he was well–mannered and

gentlemanly.

Emmanuel had no idea if the man was putting on an act or that he was

raised well. Either way, many people would take the initiative to befriend him.

Who would have thought that even though he had confessed his love to a

woman, he would still break her fingers and even clench her neck to threaten

another man with her life?

-Besides that, he remained calm and collected, and his voice was as gentle

as ever; that was what made him terrifying. Who in the world could

dispassionately kill the woman he loved?

If he didn’t love Claudette, why did he look so sincere while confessing his

love to her? Perhaps that was what a demon was capable of doing.

“Five! Four! Three!” Magnus started counting down, ready for any eventuality.

“No!” Emmanuel raised his hands. “I’ll surrender!”

At this point, he had no choice but to throw in the towel. After all, he couldn’t

let Claudette die. If saving her was his mission, her death would mean that

-he had failed his task.

As a Wolf Warrior member, he was always ready to sacrifice himself to

complete his task. Certainly, he hadn’t given up yet, and he was still looking

for a chance to strike.

“No!” Claudette shouted with all her strength, but she realized her voice was

weak. She wondered if Emmanuel had heard her.

The next moment, Magnus waved his hand. Black Bear endured his pain and

charged toward Emmanuel again. Quinn was even quicker as he extended

his palm, after which an air blast sent Emmanuel flying away.

Still hoping to survive, Emmanuel held on to a rock right before he fell off the

cliff.

“Let go!” Magnus demanded.

Certainly, Emmanuel wouldn’t obey his order, for he had a strong desire to

live. Once he let go, it was akin to suicide.

Meanwhile, he secretly grabbed some stones, waiting for a chance to

Counterattack. He knew that when a person believed they had gained victory,

they would be complacent. By appearing to be weak, he was readying

himself to strike.

“Go and help him!” Magnus ordered.

“Haha…” Black Bear directly stepped on the man’s hand.

Despite the excruciating pain, Emmanuel gritted his teeth and held on. Since

it was the middle of the night, he had no idea how tall the cliff was. However,

he had a feeling that he would be killed if he fell.

“Go to hell!” Quinn extended his hand in an attempt to break the man’s

fingers.

Emmanuel knew that his enemies were probably complacent at this point, so

he was ready to kill Quinn first before destroying Magnus. Although it was a

huge risk to take, he had no choice but to give it a shot.

Just then, Magnus was heard exclaiming, “Claudette!”

He subconsciously extended his hand. Much to his surprise, the woman

struggled out of his grip and jumped off the cliff while he was distracted.

“Claudette!” Emmanuel’s eyes widened in disbelief as he fell into a dazed

state. Once again, he witnessed Claudette sacrificing herself to save him.