Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 567
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 567
Nevertheless, Lexiâs words elicited a surprising reaction from Mackenzie, who
lightly tapped the table and refuted, âThinking about him? What a joke! Why
would I think about him? Iâm thinking about work. The Verkade family is trying
to snatch our market! I donât have time to think about anything else!â
âOh, I see!â Lexi smiled and nodded, not stating that she didnât believe it, but
her expression made it clear that she didnât.
âWhat are you smiling at?â This time, there was a hint of anger in Mackenzieâs
eyes. How dare this woman laugh at me?
âIâm not smiling at anything. Ms. Quillen, itâs good that youâre not thinking
about men! As a cold and aloof female CEO of Terence Group, how can you
be troubled by love? Itâs illogical!â Lexi teased again, set down a stack of
documents, and hurriedly left the room.
However, Mackenzie sensed Lexi was up to something significant behind the
grin, though she had no idea what it was. Oh well, Iâm not in the mood to work
anymore. I should go home first!
Then, she descended the stairs and exited the building, only to discover that
Wally was not waiting for her in the Bentley. âWhatâs going on?â Her brow
furrowed slightly as she said this. Wally has been my driver for many years,
and nothing like this has ever happened before.
The security guard at the entrance hurriedly ran over, bowing and saying,
âMs. Quillen, the driver Wally, asked for leave tonight. He has already informed
Ms. Summerton!â
âWhat?â Mackenzieâs eyes flashed with cold astonishment. I just suspected
Lexi was up to something, and with her ability, she wouldnât have made such
a mistake. Is she doing it on purpose?
Meanwhile, the security guard was shaken to the core upon seeing the
female CEO in this state. He stood stock still, afraid to make a single move, as
he quivered and said, âMs. Quillen, if you need a car, Iâll immediately inform
the fleet!â
âNo need!â She motioned with her hand for the security guard to leave
because she could see her Maserati slowly approaching the building
entrance. It finally dawned on her what Lexi was up to. Wow, she teamed up
with that idiot Emmanuel to play these tricks on me? Is this a setup she
designed to help him?
Then, as she watched the man drive the vehicle toward her, she didnât know
how to describe her emotions.
Joy?
Anger?
Happiness?
Annoyance?
She didnât know!
Immediately after, Emmanuel opened the car door and stepped out, carrying
a bouquet of roses.
Whatâs going on? Has he gone crazy? Mackenzie couldnât believe it. Is this my
idiotic husband? Who taught him these methods of flirting?
Even the security guard, the only bystander, stopped in his tracks in disbelief.
What is going on? Is this Ms. Quillenâs man? Although his appearance and
figure are good, his attire is too plain, right? Did he go from rags to riches?
âMackenzie, IâI came to pick you up. I happened to pass by a flower shop and
saw this bouquet of roses. They looked nice, so I bought them⦠I wonder if
you like them?â Emmanuelâs face flushed as he stood at the base of the
stairs, looked up, and held out the flowers to his wife.
It was his first time giving flowers to a woman, and even more impressive
was that he gave them to the icy goddess. He feared she would decline,
which would be awkward, so he was incredibly anxious!
As expected, Mackenzie didnât accept the flowers and uttered coldly, âHmph,
you liar!â
Uh! He was caught off guard because he hadnât anticipated his wife to
respond this way. This response did not appear in Rheaâs written suggestions
to himâ¦.