Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 1243
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 1243 Deal Or Dilemma
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Shane recoiled in fear. He silently pleaded, F*ck! Someone, please get a priest to exorcise this old witch. I donât want
to be with her!
âNo, 1 canât drive, especially not your car!â Shane vigorously shook his head and threw up his hands. He thought, / would have escaped long ago if it wasnât for Manny.
Shane expected Ms. Wenlocke to be angry but was surprised when she smiled kindly and replied, âYouâre still very young. You probably havenât obtained your driverâs license yet. Donât worry, Iâll drive and can even teach you how to
drive.â
He was utterly stunned! He thought, Iâm prepared for this, but it seems she wants to teach me how to intimate slowly!
âLetâs go. Get in the car.â Ms. Wenlocke remained enthusiastic, mindful of the collaboration instructions from
higher-ups, not wanting to cause any trouble.
Shane quickly avoided her outstretched hand and headed straight to the back seat. Ms. Wenlocke, sitting in the driverâs seat, was displeased with his behavior. She thought, I have been in business for so many years and have
never seen such an impolite child!
She urged, âMr. Murphy, arenât you being too distant? Come sit in the passenger seat.â
Shane had no choice but to reluctantly brace himself and sit in the passenger seat.
Ms. Wenlocke resumed her smile, assuming he had not chosen the passenger seat due to safety concerns. She
reassured him, âDonât be afraid. Iâve been driving for many years; my driving skills are excellent. Many male colleagues in the company have been in my car, and they all praise my driving skills.â
Shane gritted his teeth and shut his eyes, screaming within, This is insane! It seems that Iâm not the only one whoâ has fallen prey to this old witch. She has been using her power to take advantage of many men!
Iâm not exceptionally good-looking, so why me among all possible targets? It appears that she prefers young men and doesnât even spare outsiders like me. This is just too much to handle!
Seeing his distressed expression, Ms. Wenlocke asked, âMr. Murphy, whatâs wrong? Are you feeling unwell?â
âNo⦠Nothing. I just donât like your carâ¦â Shane subtly hinted, but it was useless.
Ms. Wenlocke simply drove off. She mused, You canât drive or own a car. If you donât like mine, can you magically fly
to the hotel?
The two arrived at the hotel, greeted by a feast in a private room. Just as they were about to sit down, Ms.
Wenlockeâs phone rang-a call from Smith.
âMr. Murphy, Iâm sorry. I must take this call,â she conveyed, leaving the private room to ensure her conversation with her superior remained confidential.
Tense all over, Shane felt as if he had been granted a reprieve and quickly devoured his meal. By the time Ms.
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Just too much to handle!
Seeing his distressed expression, Ms. Wenlocke asked, âMr. Murphy, whatâs wrong? Are you feeling unwell?â
âNo⦠Nothing. I just donât like your carâ¦â Shane subtly hinted, but it was useless.
Ms. Wenlocke simply drove off. She mused, You canât drive or own a car. If you donât like mine, can you magically fly to the hotel?
The two arrived at the hotel, greeted by a feast in a private room. Just as they were about to sit down, Ms. Wenlockeâs phone rang-a call from Smith.
âMr. Murphy, Iâm sorry. I must take this call,â she conveyed, leaving the private room to ensure her conversation with her superior remained confidential.
Tense all over, Shane felt as if he had been granted a reprieve and quickly devoured his meal. By the time Ms. Wenlocke returned, he had already finished eating.
Stunned by the sight, she exclaimed, âMr. Murphy, you eat so fast!â
âI canât help it. Iâm a fast eater,â Shane chuckled.
âI just do everything quickly, you know?â he subtly hinted, hoping this old witch didnât favor speed.
With a smile, Ms. Wenlocke replied, âNo worries. Take a bath and change your clothes. We can discuss everything in detail later.â
Shane felt overwhelmed, thinking, Why must she be so explicit? Is she expecting me to take a bath, change my clothes, and wait for her to take advantage of me?
Shane felt the urge to escape, but he reluctantly nodded and made his way to the room, driven by the memory of Emmanuelâs kindness.
He promised himself, Just this once! After repaying Mannyâs favor and getting this one-million commission, I will never do this again!
With this thought in mind, Shane used the room key that Ms. Wenlocke had given him to access the presidential suite. He entered the bathroom and found solace in the bathtub, where he cried helplessly.
Meanwhile. Ms Wenlocke had finished her meal and was prepared to locate Shane. She had instructed him to take
bath and change his clothes, as they emitted an unpleasant odor that she could not tolerate
At that moment, Smith arrived at the hotel and encountered her
âGood evening Mr. Smith Ms Wenlocke greeted
Smith inquired is my room prepared?