Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 459
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 459
At the same time, he was also relieved that he didnât rush to call the security
guards to take action just now. Otherwise, his good days would end if he
offended such a big client!
So, the manager, Mr. Wyatt, quickly stood up and started bombarding flatteries toward Emmanuel.
Emmanuel didnât like being flattered. He was only here to confirm how much
bonus he had accumulated back then from completing so many triple-S
class missions.
It turned out to be more than expected!
He stood up and left now that the matter was completed.
Mr. Wyatt didnât dare to be negligent and personally escorted Emmanuel out
while trying to please him in every possible way. After all, maintaining such a
super client was the point of his workl
Click.
The VIP door opened!
âHeâs here!â
A group of onlookers, waiting outside to gloat, became excited when they
heard the commotion as if they were full of beans.
âEveryone, make way! Someone might be thrown out of the room later, and it
wonât be good if you get hit!â Milani intentionally reminded the people around
her who were spectating.
Upon hearing this, everyone scattered, their eyes filled with eager
anticipation of someone being thrown out!
Many people were loudly discussing, âCan you believe there are such foolish
people? Havenât they seen the elephant? They should at least know how to read, right?â
âHaha, thereâs a saying, âIt is truly terrifying to be uneducated.â Does he even
know what VIP means?â
Listening to these comments, Tia didnât know how to feel. Mr. Lowe looked so
handsome, but why was he so dumb?
However, no one was thrown out after the door remained open for a while.
Instead, they gradually heard Mr. Wyattâs hearty laughter.
What is going on? It seemed to be different from what they imagined!
âMr. Lowe, please give me your contact number. Next time, for such minor
matters, I will take care of it for you, so you donât have to come in person!â
Many people were petrified in place upon hearing these polite words.
Is that country bumpkin a VIP client of the bank?
Moreover, his VIP status seemed quite high. Otherwise, when did they ever
see Mr. Wyatt being so attentive to someone?
Everyone couldnât fathom the level of Emmanuelâs rank among the VIP client
list, leaving them dumbfounded.
Milani was even more embarrassed. She thought she had a fool by her side,
but who would have thought the fool was herself?!
Tia couldnât understand either but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Mr.
Lowe looks so cool at this moment! I wonder if he has a girlfriend. Should I be
bold and try to flirt with him?
âAlright, then Iâll take my leave!â Emmanuel replied to Mr. Wyatt and took a few
steps forward. Suddenly, he remembered something and returned to thank
Milani sincerely. âOh, Ms. Zimmerman. I forgot to thank you for your reminder.
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Otherwise, I wouldnât have known I didnât need to wait in line!â
Pfft! She felt like she was about to spit out blood. She felt as if Emmanuel had
slapped her hard across the face.
âYou are such a despicable guy!â
After he left, Milani couldnât swallow her anger as she had to find out the truth.
So, she barged into the VIP room on her own. âMr. Wyatt, why did that country bumpkin receive VIP service? Is he a VIP client of your bank?â
âWho are you?â Mr. Wyatt had professional ethics and couldnât disclose
information about VIP clients. So, he stared at her with a gloomy expression.
âI⦠Iâ¦â Milani didnât know how to respond for a moment.
âAre you a VIP client of our bank?â
âNo⦠No, Iâm not!â
âIf thatâs the case, how dare you barge in here?â
Seeing Mr. Wyattâs hand already hovering over the security service button,
she finally snapped out of it.
âMiss, please show some respect!â
Milani felt terrible hearing his warning and quickly turned around to leave!
Tia was standing outside, looking at her in bewilderment.
The people around them pointed and laughed at her as if she was an idiot.
She felt utterly embarrassed as she had never experienced such humiliation
in her life! Hmph, itâs all because of Emmanuel, that toy boy! I definitely wonât
let him get away with it