Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 587
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 587
âAunt Hannah, Iâll toast to your good health!â Emmanuel poured another glass
of wine and raised it to a young woman, smiling.
He wasnât good at socializing, especially at large family gatherings like this,
but he had gradually improved and no longer bluntly addressed people by
their full names.
âNo need. I donât drink!â Hannah Quillen didnât even spare a glance at
Emmanuel and refused coldly.
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In her eyes, Emmanuel was not worthy of being paired with Mackenzie, and
their relationship wouldnât last long anyway.
Right now, Mackenzie was still in the honeymoon phase with him, but given
some more time and once she got tired of this, they would naturally break
She had never seen a case where a relationship with such a large status gap
could last for a lifetime.
Emmanuel felt a bit embarrassed by her attitude, even though he was
mentally prepared for it. It didnât feel good after all.
âHaha, thatâs enough! Emmanuel, you donât need to toast everyone
individually anymore! Otherwise, young man, you might not be able to finish
this New Yearâs Eve dinner!â Terence called a stop to it after Emmanuel had
toasted to the main members of the Quillen family, relieving Emmanuel from
his duty.
Terence was worried that even with Emmanuelâs high alcohol tolerance, he
might collapse at any moment after drinking so much if he continued to
toast to them one by one!
Emmanuel secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised another glass to toast the
others, and then sat back beside Mackenzie.
Just as Mackenzie had expected, he was indeed not good at socializing, but
when he came to visit his inâlaws, he had to make the effort even if he wasnât
good at it!
That was what Alessandra had repeatedly instructed him. When the inâlaws
were evaluating a sonâinâlaw, the first thing they looked at was whether he
could speak well. If he still dared to be as dull as before, no one would like him
for sure!
âAll right, letâs start the meal!â Terence proclaimed, and everyone started
eating.
Alfred had been standing silently behind Terence, squinting as if he were
asleep, but he had been observing Emmanuel all along.
This kid has drunk so much, yet he could still hold on. His internal strength is
really something! It seemed like he has made progress compared to before!
In the next moment, Emmanuel quietly asked Mackenzie, âWhy donât I see
your mother and Sarah?â
As soon as Mackenzie heard Sarahâs name, her mood turned sour. âDonât ask
what you shouldnât ask; just eat!â
Ohâ¦â
Emmanuel shrugged, adopting a âbetter not knowâ attitude, and decided not
to continue asking.
Not long after, there was a sudden commotion in the banquet hall.
People began screaming one after another!
âWhat the heck? How is it appropriate for a bunch of grown men to do this?â
âHow is this being liveâstreamed? Can they even broadcast this?â
âWait⦠Arenât those Mr. Verkade and his friends?â
People began screaming in shock while staring at their phones.
Curiosity killed the cat, and those with poor mental endurance wished they
could poke their own eyes out after just a glance.
Mackenzie didnât need to look at her phone; she immediately knew what had
happened and glanced directly at Beatrix.
âIt has nothing to do with me. Itâs not like I forced them to do this. I just helped
them set up the live stream. They brought this upon themselvesâ¦â Beatrix
stuck out her tongue innocently, looking completely blameless.
Mackenzie immediately stood up and walked toward the room before.
Although Hubert deserved it, his identity still mattered, and this was the
Quillen residence. If the situation escalated, the Verkade family would
definitely cause trouble for them.
Emmanuel quickly followed suit. He had originally intended to give Hubert
and his friends a small punishment, but now it seemed like things had gotten
out of hand!
âMackenzie! Mackenzie!â Before Mackenzie could open the door, Beatrix
intercepted her. âDonât open it! The scene inside is extremely explicit, and itâs
not suitable for children. Iâm afraid it will cause you mental harm!â
Mackenzie gave her a look, and Beatrix obediently stepped aside.
Click. Mackenzie opened the door again, and sure enough, her forehead
immediately furrowed deeply.
âIt is explicit indeed!â Mackenzie had a much higher tolerance than Beatrix.
Seeing the naked men lying on the floor panting, she immediately ordered
the Quillen familyâs bodyguards, âTake them away!â
âYes, Ms. Mackenzie!â