Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 387
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 387
After this blow, Casperâs skull cracked with a loud sound.
Casper, the selfâproclaimed North Regionâs muscular warrior, had his head
shattered by someone!
A horrifying sight greeted everyone as a ghastly white bone emerged,
covered in splatters of blood and flesh.
However, it wasnât over yet.
Emmanuelâs fourth headbutt came!
Casperâs head was struck again, causing red and white matter to splatter
everywhere, leaving his entire body completely limp.
Magnus, who had retreated a hundred meters away, suddenly turned
around and witnessed this scene, leaving him in shock and disbelief. Clearly,
he hadnât predicted that Casper would end up like this in his fight against
Emmanuel!
Emmanuel continued his furious punches, his fists raining down like a storm
as he smashed Casperâs body like a pile of mud.
At this moment, Magnus saw Emmanuel engulfed in flames.
Emmanuelâs emotions had completely spiraled out of control. He didnât care
whether Casper was dead or not; he continued to vent his anger.
It was this traitor who killed many of his comrades in the Wolf Warrior Unit,
ruined his future, and caused him great distress.
Moreover, it was because of him that Claudette died today!
Claudette was only 27 years old and in the prime of her life! How could she
die?
Emmanuelâs rage couldnât be quelled. He grabbed Casperâs shattered head
and forcefully pressed it into the muddy ground, relentlessly pounding his fist
on it as if possessed.
It was only when Casperâs clothes were torn into rags, his bones shattered
into pieces, and his flesh and body oozed into the soil that Emmanuelâs
punches slowly eased.
Then, he dragged Casper away, moving him to a distance, and found a
bomb in his pocket before slowly returning to Claudetteâs side.
Boom!
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As Emmanuel threw the bomb toward Casperâs corpse, the assassin who
excelled in explosives was ultimately destroyed by his own creation, leaving
almost no trace behind.
âMs. Lenoir! Wake up!â
Only then did Emmanuel embrace Claudetteâs lifeless body, shouting, âYou
canât die, do you hear me? Wake up!â
Tears streamed down his face, and he closed his eyes.
Claudette seemed to struggle to open her eyes. Mustering a smile for him,
she seemed to whisper, âHey, Emmanuel, I told you. You wonât lose because
you have me!â
But when Emmanuel opened his eyes again, Claudette was still lying
peacefully in his arms and no longer breathing.
In the next moment, various illumination lights lit up around them.
âHands up!â Homer pointed his gun at Emmanuel, loudly commanding.
In the next moment, Mackenzie hurriedly ran out from behind him and swiftly
approached Emmanuel.
Emmanuel tightly held Claudette, both of them covered in blood.
âEâEmmanuel, what happened to her?â
At this moment, the formidable CEO of the Terence Group spoke with a
trembling voice, her hostility toward Claudette completely gone.
Emmanuel raised his gaze.
For an instant, their eyes met, and even Mackenzie teared up.
She regretted her stubbornness!
All of these events were a chain reaction. If she hadnât pushed Emmanuel
away, he wouldnât have been with Claudette tonight.
Even if she had seen them both at the restaurant and even at the
warehouse, if she had ordered Emmanuel to come back to her side, maybe
Claudette wouldnât have died before her eyes.
Emmanuel and Claudette had become like this because they were trying to
save her.
âMs. Quillen, be careful!â
Homer quickly ran over and stood in front of Mackenzie, loudly instructing his
subordinates, âTake this man away and interrogate him!â
âYou stay away!â
Mackenzie paid no attention to Homerâs concern, pushing him aside and
rushing toward Emmanuel.
Emmanuel glanced at her, his lips moving slightly, but in the end, he didnât
say anything and followed the police as they left.