Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 482

Chapter 482

Two days later, Emmanuel walked out of the police station again.

This time, Alessandra and Roselynn were waiting for him.

Jaxton was also there, but Roselynn ignored him. It seemed like he had

voluntarily followed her, and the two of them were still giving each other the

cold shoulder, locked in a silent battle.

“Manny, are you okay?” Alessandra and Roselynn hurried toward Emmanuel,

their faces filled with concern as soon as they caught sight of him stepping

out.

“Mom, Rosie, I’m fine!” Emmanuel smiled slightly.

The very next moment, Jaxton approached with an overly cheerful

expression, playing the role of the perfect brother–in–law. He leaned against

Emmanuel and placed a hand on his shoulder as he commented, “Great to

see you’re all right! Come on. I’ll give you a ride home!”

“Who asked you to give us a ride? And who are you, anyway?” Roselynn

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interjected out of the blue, causing Jaxton’s smile to freeze and leaving him

scratching his head awkwardly.

Fortunately, Alessandra stepped in to defuse the situation. She didn’t want

any tensions arising in her children’s marriages, so she swiftly intervened by

saying, “Roselynn, Jaxton didn’t mean any harm the last time. Don’t hold onto

grudges like that! Look, he still cares about our family!”

“That’s right!” Jaxton immediately chimed in, eager to salvage the situation.

“Roselynn, we’re all family. If there’s any issue, let’s discuss it at home. I’m

prepared to apologize and fulfill any request you make, but let’s not make a

scene right outside the police station, hmm?”

However, Roselynn wasn’t swayed by his attempts.

She saw through his true intentions. He was nothing more than an

opportunist, constantly adapting to the circumstances. When he learned of

Emmanuel divorcing the young lady of the Quillen family, he wanted to

trample on her family. Now that Emmanuel and Mackenzie had reconciled

and gained the full support of the Quillens, he undoubtedly sought to curry

favor with them.

Emmanuel brushed off Jaxton’s hand and sternly demanded, “I can let Rosie

handle the issues between both of you, but you owe my mom an apology for

knocking her down!”

Jaxton sensed the determination in Emmanuel’s eyes and instantly felt a

twinge of intimidation. How am I supposed to endure the overwhelming

sense of danger emanating from someone who is not only Ms. Quillen’s

husband but also a person with a dark history of ruthless acts and even

murder?

“Haha! Manny, you’re right!” Jaxton exclaimed, swiftly bowing and apologizing

to Alessandra. “Mom, I truly didn’t mean it last time. Please forgive me! You

can even hit me to vent your anger!”

Alessandra, being the kind–hearted person she was, would not lay a hand on

anyone. She quickly helped him up and replied, “Alright, alright. I know it was

an unintentional mistake on your part.”

With that, she shifted her attention to Emmanuel and Roselynn, suggesting,

“Are things resolved now? Let’s go home and talk things through.”

Still standing with her arms crossed, Roselynn emitted a disdainful snort.

“Mom, it’s your choice to forgive him, but I’m not getting in his car!”

Jaxton immediately grew anxious. “Roselynn, if you don’t get in my car, are

you planning to take a cab home? Please stop causing a scene, okay?”

Just as he finished speaking, a Maserati pulled up at the scene.

Emmanuel was slightly taken aback, thinking his wife was coming to pick him

despite both cars being a Maserati.

“Emmanuel, Mackenzie is still in a meeting at the company, so I’ve come to

pick you up on her behalf.” A voice resonated from the rolled–down car

window. It was Sarah.

While she might not have possessed the same striking beauty as Mackenzie,

Sarah, being a young lady from a distinguished family, held her own charm.

Her fair complexion and graceful demeanor undeniably added to her allure.

Jaxton was taken aback for a moment, his face slightly reddening.

He had just thought that Roselynn’s family didn’t have a ride, but here came

a Maserati!

However, Jaxton, who was shameless as ever, immediately donned a

charming smile and approached Sarah, trying to establish a closer

connection. “So, you’re Manny’s sister–in–law, right? I’m his brother–in–law,

Jaxton Oatley. It’s my pleasure to meet you!”

With those words, he extended his hand toward Sarah, hoping for a

handshake.

At the sight of such a scene, Roselynn felt a surge of disgust. From this small

interaction alone, she could discern that her husband was not only an

opportunist but also a lecher.

This marriage was undoubtedly destined for divorce.

“Hello! I’m Sarah Quillen.”