Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 581

Chapter 581

Many people at the scene did not despise Hugó and the others, but quite a

few looked at Emmanuel with pity and mockery. Poor dude looked like him

could only back down, so what else could he do? He had already consumed

so much alcohol earlier. If he insisted on drinking more, getting drunk would

be a small matter. The genuine concern was that he might end up getting

himself killed!

Emmanuel’s temperament certainly would not allow him to back down in

front of these people. However, Mackenzie quietly pulled him aside, fearing

that he would lose his cool and fall into a trap.

Hubert and his group were all second–generation rich kids, and she knew

that Hugo frequented nightclubs and had been practicing his drinking

capacity for years, so his limits were truly unfathomable. As long as

Emmanuel accepted the challenge, they would surely try to get him drunk to

the point of unconsciousness.

She did not want that!

Seeing the situation, Beatrix thought Emmanuel was too cowardly to accept

the challenge and became anxious. It was his debut in the Quillen family, and

with so many people watching, he would not want to make a fool of himself,

would he?

It would not only make everyone look down on him, but it might also bring

ridicule upon Mackenzie!

Terence, on the other hand, remained calm, with a smile playing at the

corners of his mouth, and had no intention of intervening. Samantha’s gaze

even carried a hint of excitement. Hmph, to become a member of the Quillen

family, one must either have wisdom or real strength. It’s not that easy!

“Since everyone is so excited, fine!” Just as everyone thought Emmanuel

would back down or find an excuse, he strode toward Hugo and the others.

“This idiot thing…” Mackenzie muttered quietly, understanding that he did not

want to embarrass her, which was why she did not continue to stop him.

“Alright, bro. How do you want to do this drinking challenge?” Emmanuel

pretended to be familiar with him as he patted Hubert’s back, almost causing

this dandy to spit out everything he ate yesterday.

Emmanuel knew very well that everything happening tonight was

orchestrated by Hubert.

“Screw you!” Hubert suffered a silent loss and cursed inwardly, Who says

we’re bros? We’re archenemies who won’t rest until one of us is dead!

“Since the leading man is so enthusiastic today, do you dare to have a

drinking contest with me?” Hugo finally followed the rhythm and challenged

Emmanuel, wearing a disdainful look.

If Emmanuel did not have the courage, he would surely make him feel

embarrassed, making it impossible for him to continue staying by

Mackenzie’s side.

“Let’s do it! Let’s do it!”

The men around Hugo joined in the cheering, and the banquet gradually

became rowdy. Everyone was here to see Mackenzie’s man and see what

outstanding qualities he had. However, Emmanuel did not agree immediately

but asked Hugo, “Are you married?”

“Me?” He was momentarily startled, then burst into laughter. “Who doesn’t

know that I, the young master, am a playboy prince? How can I enter the

tomb of love so quickly? Haha…”

“Turns out you’re still single. That puts my mind at ease!” Emmanuel laughed.

“If you accidentally drink yourself to death, at least no woman would turn into

a widow tonight!”

After a moment, the whole room erupted into laughter. Many even clapped!

It turned out Mackenzie’s man showed intelligence and wit, being able to

counterattack with sarcastic remarks against those who mocked him.

“Not bad!” Samantha became even more satisfied with Emmanuel.

“Hmph. I didn’t come here to play word games with you. Let’s get on with it!”

Hugo, who had just been showing off, instantly became furious. He picked up

a bottle from the table and poured it into his mouth as if it were water.

Glug! Only when he slammed the empty bottle on the table that applause

filled the room once again.

“The king of the nightlife truly lives up to his reputation!” Beatrix began to

worry about her brother–in–law. Can he handle this?

“Leading man, it’s your turn! Do you want me to get you a cup?” Hugo wiped

his mouth, feeling proud. “For the sake of Ms. Quillen, as long as you can finish

a bottle of strong liquor, I don’t care how you do it!”

Emmanuel smiled calmly, choosing not to respond for the time being. He

walked to the front of the table, picked up the empty bottle, and clicked his

tongue. “This bottle is indeed too big. Can I have a smaller one?”

“Hahaha…”

As Hugo burst into laughter, everyone looked at Emmanuel with mockery.

They had thought he had some skill, but they did not expect him to be so

embarrassing..