Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 700

Chapter 700

Mackenzie was intelligent and understood what Sage implied, how

Emmanuel was not the one who murdered Claudette. She breathed a sigh of

relief in her heart but continued asking, “So, Emmanuel can go home

anytime?”

“Of course. He and Eve were just defending themselves,” Sage affirmed right

away.

At the side, Lexi secretly sighed in relief. She had no idea this young new

captain would have such a clear judgment. Similarly, Mackenzie relaxed as

well, but her expression remained the same. She even sneaked a glance at

his hand.

“Oh, sorry! Pardon me.” Sage’s face was suddenly tinted red.

Damn it! He had been alive for 30 years, but he had never committed a

mistake as silly as this. He forgot to let go after shaking the woman’s hand!

“Goodbye, then.” Mackenzie remained expressionless.

“Allow me to see you off, Ms. Quillen.” Sage wanted to be as gentlemanly as

possible.

She did not decline the offer. After all, she still had to maintain this

relationship so that he could help her out if there ever was a need to.

In the meantime, Ashton put on a displeased look after receiving the order

and walked past Emmanuel. “Come with me.”

He refused to play along with her as he said straightforwardly, “Miss Ashton, if

you don’t wish to send me back, I can return by myself.”

After all, no one wanted to be with an upset woman, right?

She, however, turned around coldly and glared at him. “You’d better behave

and don’t play any tricks.” This is a trap! He’s probably being arrogant

because he’s friendly with Mr. Payne! If I don’t fulfill my task, the b*stard will

tattle on me to Mr. Payne!

Emmanuel was exasperated. “Miss Ashton, you seriously don’t have to. I can

just go back on my own.” With that, he walked away immediately.

“Damn it. I’m casting pearls before swine!” Ashton deemed his actions as

deliberate. She already had the urge to beat him up before this, so now, she

stopped playing nice as she grabbed his collar.

Not expecting the woman to attack him, Emmanuel was caught off guard

and hastily took advantage of the situation to struggle free, tearing his shirt in

the process.

Clack.

Two of his buttons fell onto the floor, and so did his face. He had attended a

wedding banquet during the day and wore a suit for the occasion. It was the

suit Mackenzie gave him when he attended the concert last time! This is my

most treasured suit! And this woman has ruined it!

Ashton also sensed the changes in his expression. Instead of getting scared,

she was happy. “Serves you right! It’s just a torn cloth, but you’re so mad

about it. Are you poor? Or are you just narrow–minded?”

“Apologize!” Emmanuel did not bother to argue with her. This woman had torn

his favorite piece of clothing, so she had to apologize.

However, she behaved as if she had heard a joke. She ignored his words and

blurted, “If you don’t want me to send you back, you can get your sorry *ss

home by yourself!” With that, she moved to leave.

Clap!

It was Emmanuel’s turn to hold her back as he placed his large hand on her

shoulder.

“How dare you!” Ashton was fuming as well. She wanted to wriggle free but

realized that even moving an inch would cause her immense pain. This

b*stard has quite the strength! Also, what tactics did he use to grab me?

“I said apologize to me!” he enunciated his words.

She gritted her teeth. No one dared to threaten me like this since I was

young! Also, look where we are, you dumbhead! You’re courting death!