Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 71
Meanwhile, outside Pink Zone, two cars pulled up in haste and stopped
right in front of the entrance.
Two professional bodyguards opened the car doors, and Mackenzie
hurriedly led Beatrix into the bar.
More precisely, Beatrix was running after her long-legged cousin.
Seeing those imposing beauties, even Rat and Samuel didn’t dare to
recklessly approach them as it was apparent at first glance that the two
were ladies from wealthy families.
Milani was curious to see who had arrived and attracted everyone’s
attention.
Unfortunately, she wasn’t tall enough, and Mackenzie was moving too fast
for her to catch a glimpse.
Lexi had asked her again about Emmanuel’s whereabouts. Still, Milani
thought even Lexi’s advent wouldn’t stir such a huge commotion. So, who
is it?
Emmanuel was still inside the room, thinking about how to establish
contact with Yoel.
Seeing Xylie’s tattered clothes, he gentlemanly took off his coat to drape it
over her.

Unexpectedly, just as he removed his outerwear, the door to the private
room was opened from outside.
Emmanuel was dumbfounded when he glanced behind him. “M-Ms.
Quillen? Why are you here?”
Mackenzie wore an icy expression. Instead of answering him, she stepped
right into the room.
Beatrix also walked in and saw the scene. Shifting her eyes onto her
enraged cousin, she couldn’t help but tease, “Wow! Even the greatest men
couldn’t resist the charm of beautiful women. It seems like you must be an
exceptional man since the ladies wouldn’t stop enticing you.”
Emmanuel quickly glared at her. “Ms. Beatrix, you better watch what you’re
saying!”
“Hmph. An exceptional man? Why do you insist on flattering him? Does a
shameless man like him deserve such a compliment?”
Beatrix was astounded the moment Mackenzie spoke.
She had never seen Mackenzie insult someone so ruthlessly.
More unexpectedly, Mackenzie was behaving like a completely different
person from her usual self. “Emmanuel, I must’ve been an utterly horrible
person in my past lives to have met someone like you. Even wild animals
would refuse to feed on your corpse if a jerk like you died!”

Emmanuel could only smile wryly. He had known Mackenzie to be an
indifferent woman. Only today did he witness her true prowess in chiding
others. She curses without using vulgar words and with such eloquence.
She’s truly a capable woman!
Not to mention Emmanuel, even Beatrix had never seen that side of
Mackenzie after being alive for twenty years. It is no wonder why
Mackenzie is so furious. It’s already so late at night, yet Emmanuel is still
hanging out at a bar. It’s one thing for him not to come home late at night
but to undress and prepare to get into bed with a bar hostess? Can he be
more shameless?
Mackenzie had always thought Emmanuel was a gentleman, which was
why she didn’t despise him as she did toward other men. She was even
ready to follow him home.
Unfortunately, his reputation had plummeted that day.
She wasn’t going to go home with a man who was out gallivanting.
“Calm down. Calm down! Maybe things aren’t as you imagine.” Beatrice
held Mackenzie back, but her eyes darted from Xylie to Emmanuel. A look
of amusement spread across her face. Who would’ve thought that
Emmanuel is not only unforgiving to men but also to women? He even
ripped this gorgeous woman’s clothes to pieces. If Mackenzie had entered

a little later, the scene would’ve been even more spectacular, right?
“Calm down?” Mackenzie laughed. That’s right. I don’t even know why I’m
so angry. But when I barged into the room, I saw a man and a woman
alone inside. The woman’s clothes were in disarray, and the man was
undressing. Evidently, the two were about to engage in fornication. There
wasn’t even a need for an explanation to figure out what was happening.
This man is my husband, and he’s cheating on me, so how can I stay calm?
“Ms. Quillen, hear me out. Things aren’t what you think.” Emmanuel waited for her to finish scolding before finding an opportunity
to explain.
“Ha! Sc*mbag!”