Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 382
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 382
Claudette knew that she had won the first step. Disregarding Emmanuel, she
insisted on standing up.
She stumbled forward, walking alone step by step toward a higher place.
Her figure was thin, and her shadow cast by the pale moonlight was like a
flickering candle flame. It made Emmanuelâs heart ache.
âDidnât expect this, did you? Itâs just me here. Thereâs no Mackenzie and no
Emmanuel. They have already left!â
Claudette smirked triumphantly. âI covered their escape. Iâm willing to do
anything for him. Thereâs no one here, so if you have the guts, kill me! Prove
that youâre a failure!â
She guessed right again!
After her words, the area above the hillside soon lit up with spotlights.
Under the lights, Magnus appeared expressionless in front of Claudetteâs
eyes.
Behind him was a man wearing a black leather jacket with a strong chest. He
had a camouflage shirt on, and he was also wearing a pair of peculiar
glasses with a hint of wickedness at the corners of his mouth!
His name was Casper. He was once the number one explosives expert in the
Northern Region, and also extremely skilled in sniping. In fact, he was a rare
genius!
âWhere is Emmanuel hiding?â
Magnus didnât believe Claudetteâs words at all. His gaze was still searching in
the dark.
Since he had revealed himself, he must kill his love rival!
He was the person who understood Claudette the most and also the person
Claudette understood the most. His proud ego couldnât accept another
failure!
âI already told you; heâs gone!â
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Claudette intentionally curved her lips in contempt. âMagnus, you are a
failure. You are far inferior to Emmanuel! Unless you kill me now, everyone will
eventually know that you lost to Emmanuel. You failed miserably on both the
battlefield and in love! You hired a martial arts master to challenge him
openly, as well as a professional sniper to ambush him in the dark, but you
couldnât even hurt him in the slightest. Youâre a complete loser!â
Her words were like sharp knives, piercing Magnusâ heart.
Claudette aimed to disturb Magnusâ state of mind, distract his attention, and
create an opportunity for Emmanuel to escape.
âNo, he didnât leave!â
Magnusâ face turned dark, but he quickly recovered and confidently said,
âClaudette, have you forgotten that I know you better than anyone? If
Emmanuel had really left, you wouldnât be standing here talking to me alone.â
Claudetteâs smile gradually disappeared, and she sighed helplessly. Although
she didnât want to admit it, this man in front of her indeed understood her
very well!
âEmmanuel, come out! Otherwise, I will kill her!â
Magnus even personally picked up a sniper rifle and aimed it at Claudette.
âMr. Magnus-â
The bodyguards behind him were shocked.
He had gone mad!
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Indeed, only a madman could come up with such a plan. He was threatening
his rival by pointing a gun at the woman he loved!
Although Casper considered himself a madman who had severed all ties
with his family, he felt inferior to Magnusâ actions. At the very least, he would
never harm the person he loved!
Claudette stared blankly for a moment before laughing.
Her laughter was filled with contempt and fearlessness.
âYou are truly an idiot! I donât believe you will really kill me. Werenât you the
one who claimed to protect me for a lifetime? Is this how you do that?â
Yesterday, he was guarding her like a stalwart on the pedestrian street, but
today, he was willing to kill her to threaten someone else. The contrast was
truly unbelievable!
Click.
Magnus didnât respond to Claudetteâs words. He silently loaded the bullets.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The air was heavy and suffocating.
Magnusâ eyes turned bloodshot and filled with killing intent.
The surroundings remained silent.
Bang!
A gunshot shattered the silence of the night.
Claudette trembled slightly in fear. She didnât expect Magnus to actually
shoot at her, even though he didnât hit her!
Magnus was skilled in marksmanship. At such a close range, he intentionally
missed.
Claudette knew she was right. The more she taunted him and the more she
provoked him, the more he couldnât bear to let her die!