Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 1167

Chapter 1167 Your Heart Has Always Been With the Lenoir Family

Alfred squinted his eyes and remained silent.

“I see! I see!” Lara exclaimed excitedly. “I knew I couldn’t have been wrong! The stones are different, so the

parameters are different!”

“Tsk, what’s the use of understanding it now? If it weren’t for my brother-in-law, you would still be frustrated. This is the difference between you and my brother-in-law!” Beatrix stuck close to Emmanuel, proudly stating as if he was exclusively her brother-in-law, not Lara’s too.

Lara had nothing to say. Even in European education, the winner-takes-all mentality prevailed, and on that day, she

had indeed lost.

It seemed that Emmanuel wasn’t the grassroots man living off his wife, as some had rumored. Hmph, but so what?

He’s definitely still not as outstanding as Gautier!

“Alright, everyone, let’s head back. The development of the new energy product is successful. Next is the research on launching it into the market. We need to hold a meeting to discuss it.” Mackenzie swiftly took charge, not

wanting to continue idle chatter.

Of course, before dispersing, she had to praise her husband. “Emmanuel, you did really well this time. I’ll reward

you!”

“Emmanuel, I suggest you aim for a private reward, not a company reward!” Beatrix quickly reminded in a hushed

voice, gently nudging her foolish brother-in-law with her shoulder. If she was correct, he must still have yet to

conquer Mackenzie.

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Emmanuel felt a bit uncomfortable. Shocked that his sister-in-law would

say such things in front of so many people.

“Hahaha, good! Good!” Terence was also delighted, laughing heartily as he left with Alfred.

He had promised not to interfere in the affairs of the younger generation. However, his granddaughter wanted to reward Emmanuel, which would be her decision. Of course, he hoped his discerning eyes would bring him a great-

grandchild soon.

At the same time, a rare guest was visiting the Quillen residence that day.

Alfred and Terence were both out. Another steward hurriedly approached Felicity and reported, “Ms. Lenoir,

someone is looking for you outside!”

“Looking for me?” Felicity, who was leisurely watering flowers in the courtyard, asked with a slight surprise.

“It’s Madam Laura Verkade!” the steward respectfully said.

“It’s her?” Felicity hesitated for a moment but soon revealed a slightly happy expression. After all, she felt lonely in the Quillen residence, and it was rare for someone from the Lenoir family to visit her, even if they weren’t exactly a

Lenoir.

“Let her in.”

“Yes, Ms. Lenoir!”

Not long after the steward left, Laura slowly approached Felicity.

“Hey, Felicity, you’ve become so quiet, like someone unbothered by the world. You’re no longer who you used to be!” Laura spoke directly. “Haven’t the Quillen family gone to check out the Heart of the Sun trial today? Why didn’t you follow?”

Felicity turned around, glanced at her, and self-deprecatingly said, “I’m just a woman. What can I compete with others for? I’m happy to live a life of ease and prosperity, and I don’t want to bother with anything else.”

“Do you really?” Laura was half skeptical.

Felicity didn’t answer her but warmly said, “Since you’ve come, come to my room. Let’s have a good chat.”

“Sure!” Laura was happy to oblige. She came specifically to talk to Felicity and wanted to figure out what was on her mind.

Soon, the two sat in Felicity’s room, and Felicity personally brewed tea for Laura.

“The tea you brew is still the best, Felicity. Like the ones Claudette brews, it tastes like family. It has the taste of the Lenoir family, like the one Claudette brews,” Laura praised with a smile after taking a sip.

In reality, there was a bit of an age difference between the two. Felicity was over ten years older than Laura, but due to their kinship, she still had to regard Laura as her elder sister-in-law. So, while they weren’t close, it wasn’t

strained either.

Felicity played dumb and smiled with a hint of bitterness. “Laura, you’re too kind. It’s just casually brewed tea. I left the Lenoir family over 20 years ago; how could it still taste like the Lenoir family?”

“But isn’t your heart always with the Lenoir family? This is something we and the entire Quillen family know!” Laura

continued.

Felicity fell silent, and the curve of her red lips showed a hint of complexity.