Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 1122
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 1122 Stalling
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Blake absentmindedly scratched his ear as he spoke.
Emmanuel then noticed that at the other end of the corridor, two bodyguards were tied up on the ground with their mouths taped shut. They were likely the bodyguards who had originally been guarding this room, but Blake had taken care of them.
âIs Magnus inside?â Emmanuel asked directly, his eyes filled with determination.
âWho knows?â Blake shrugged and replied, âMaybe heâs already gone.â
âSo, you stopped me at this moment because you want to fight with me here?â Emmanuel questioned.
âNo, no, no!â Blake quickly waved his hand and said, âI donât want to fight with you. If possible, canât we just have a chat? Maybe I can tell you something interesting.â
âThen go ahead, but if your next sentence doesnât interest me, Iâll just barge in,â Emmanuel said coldly.
âIn that case, I must tell you something shocking.â Blake took out a lump of earwax, casually wiped it on his pants, and grinned. âYour cousinâs son is actually not his biological son. Do you want to guess who his biological father is?â
Emmanuel was indeed stunned.
Abellyn had mentioned this to his cousin, but at that time, Mackenzie had reminded him not to pursue the truth, regardless of whether Abellyn was telling the truth or not.
If it was Abellyn who said this, Emmanuel would definitely ignore it, but how could this unattractive man know about it?
Moreover, he seemed to know who Tommyâs biological father was.
âInterested, arenât you?â Blake saw Emmanuelâs reaction and said triumphantly.
âNo, Iâm not interested.â Emmanuel chuckled, âAre you Tommyâs father?â
Now, it was Blakeâs turn to be stunned. Surprised, he said, âHow do you know itâs me? Who told you?â
âYouâre really good at acting.â Emmanuel continued to smile, âBut you canât fool me, and this topic doesnât interest me either.â
The words Mackenzie had said echoed in his mind once again.
As long as he didnât seek the truth, his cousin would be Tommyâs father.
This was also the theory of Schrödingerâs cat.
After saying that, Emmanuel knocked on the door directly.
Blake hadnât expected that this topic wouldnât interest Emmanuel either. He could only sigh and reluctantly prepare to engage with Emmanuel.
Fortunately, his phone rang just in time with a message notification.
After glancing at it, Blake smiled and turned around to leave.
09:41 Fri, 5 Jan
Emmanuel had been observing him out of the corner of his eye, and he had already guessed that Magnus must have already left.
Sure enough, after the automatic door opened, Emmanuel walked into the room and found that there was no one inside.
It seemed that Magnus had left through another door.
In the next moment, a voice from the bathroom said, âIs that you, Mr. Lowe?â
âYes, itâs me.â
Following the direction of the voice, Emmanuel looked through the glass and saw a graceful figure bathing inside.
The design of the room created an atmosphere that allowed people outside the bathroom to almost see the person bathing inside.
If it were any other man, he would have instantly become tense and excited in this situation. After all, that person was the enchanting Felicia, but Emmanuel didnât feel that way.
He had a strange feeling that the figure inside was somewhat familiar, but it seemed impossible.
He had only met Felicia for the first time tonight, so how could he be familiar with her?
âMr. Lowe, please wait a moment. I will be ready soon.
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âNo rush,â Emmanuel casually replied and began to carefully observe the room.
First, he checked if Magnus had really left.
Second, he looked for any other potential ambushes in the room.
Even without Blakeâs reminder, he knew that Felicia was not someone to be taken lightly. There was a high possibility that she was the Saintess, but why did she change her mind and invite him instead of Nathan?
Click
In the next moment, the bathroom door opened.
A captivating fragrance filled the air.
Emmanuel quickly looked toward the bathroom, curious to see what this enchanting woman looked like and whether she was the woman he had speculated her to be.
However, when he saw Feliciaâs face, he was stunned.
The feeling was similar to when he first saw Mackenzie, and even when he saw Hattie, he wasnât captivated like this.
This woman was beautiful, but she wasnât anyone he knew.