Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 1105

Chapter 1105 Delusional

“Hah! This Oatley guy is really full of himself! In the end, it turns out he’s just a nobody!”

“He actually thought that Ms. Hattie Zelinsky would meet him personally! It turns out it was all just his delusions!”

“What a lunatic! Maybe he’s schizophrenic?”

Jaxton felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him as those mocking criticisms wormed into his ears.

Milani was also feeling increasingly panicked as she shook his arm, saying, “Mr. Oatley, it seems like Ms. Zelinsky really didn’t get out of the car for you!”

“Shut up!”

Jaxton became infuriated and shoved her away before running toward Hattie.

“Ms. Zelinsky! I’m Jaxton Oatley! I’m a good friend of Mr. Magnus. I’m the one who requested to see you! I’m here!”

Jaxton shouted in agitation. He was so desperate to get to her and redeem himself that he even attempted to trespass into the blockade surrounding Hattie. However, he didn’t get very far before he was promptly stopped by her bodyguards.

Although Hattie heard the shouting, she showed no intention of stopping. Instead, she continued walking toward the hotel entrance with Dominique by her side.

“Hey! Hey! I’m Jaxton! I’m here!”

Jaxton continued to scream at the top of his lungs. Unfortunately, his efforts were all in vain as he was swiftly subdued by Hattie’s bodyguards. They forced him to the ground while one of them stood at the side, pointed at his face, and reprimanded harshly, “Stop trying to flatter yourself. Ms. Zelinsky doesn’t have time to deal with the likes of you! If you cause any more trouble, don’t blame us for sending you packing!”

Damn it!

Jaxton Oatley was completely dumbfounded.

Hattie had snubbed him!

He was Magnus’ good buddy!

To make matters worse, he had a massive crowd surrounding him. They were all pointing and snickering at him.

Jaxton wasn’t just humiliated right now. Rather, he was so embarrassed that he wanted the ground to swallow him whole!

“Damn it, this ungrateful woman! Women are all the same! She’s really pissed me off!” Jaxton cursed as he pushed through the crowd and stomped off, utterly disheveled.

Hattie didn’t pay him any attention from beginning to end. She merely nodded slightly to Julian, the host of the party, before heading straight into the hotel after arriving at the entrance.

08:13 Tue, 2 Jan

“Would you look at that? The Zelinsky family’s women are truly a different class of arrogant!”

Julian couldn’t help but chuckle.

Even he, Mr. Julian of the Onza Summerton family, was insignificant in her eyes. She probably wouldn’t even bother greeting him if he wasn’t the host of tonight’s cocktail party.

He couldn’t help but wonder just who the big shot in the hotel was. They had to be extraordinary to be capable of making this gorgeous lady from Zovince meet them personally!

Inside the hotel, Emmanuel couldn’t get in touch with Roselynn on his phone and was about to leave.

As he walked downstairs and onto the corridor to the lobby, he suddenly saw a large group of people coming toward him.

The scene was extremely grandiose!

A total of six bodyguards took the lead. He tilted his head to look at the back and could only blink at the sight before him dumbly.

Well, forgive him for not being able to count all of those heads for a moment.

The other party was making such a huge fuss that Emmanuel could only stand aside and prepare to make way for them.

Unexpectedly, the bodyguards in front suddenly dispersed. As a result, he instantly caught sight of that female officer earlier.

This time, she was following behind a woman. Her previously proud demeanor had changed into one of humble servitude, indicating that the woman walking before her should be her superior.

“Emmanuel Lowe. It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

The woman, who was surrounded by her subordinates, took the initiative to greet Emmanuel with a slight smile.

Emmanuel was slightly stunned as he instinctively scrutinized this woman.

She was beautiful! Truthfully, she was beautiful enough to take one’s breath away.

Apart from Mackenzie, he had never seen a second woman who could be compared with his wife in terms of looks.

Her beautiful eyes were a boundless blue, shining with a gem-like radiance. There was a hint of wisdom beyond her age staining her brows, making her all the more stunning. Her delicate facial features were naturally exquisite, and her lips were like rose petals.

She was dressed simply but still exuded an undeniable elegance. Although she was only wearing a purple Chanel dress with a snow-white fur shawl, she was akin to a peony. In fact, she would be the peony that had completely overshadowed all her compatriots.

He had to admit, she was wholly different from Magnus!

If Ashton hadn’t mentioned this woman to Emmanuel earlier, he wouldn’t have been able to connect her with Magnus based solely on her appearance.

Since they had come face to face, Emmanuel had no choice but to return the courtesy.

“Can we talk? I have a feeling it would be beneficial for you,” Hattie said.

She exuded a cool temperament similar to Mackenzie. Nevertheless, she possessed about two degrees less iciness as it was replaced with two degrees of grace.

“We can talk, but why do you have so many people?”

Emmanuel gestured to the bodyguards beside her, slightly surprised.

“The rest of you, stand down. Dominique, you’ll be coming along while I have a chat with Emmanuel,” Hattie ordered.

Dominique immediately interjected with concern, “Miss, are you sure you want to talk to him alone? I’m worried-”