Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 787
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 787
âWhat? No, no, no!â Sebastian waved his hands repeatedly. âPlease donât
misunderstand, Ms. Quillen. I was just referring to my woman!â
His forehead was already covered in cold sweat.
Jennifer, who had never experienced the business world, didnât know that
even though the Quilles were currently in a predicament, and while
self-rescue might be difficult, they could still crush a small enterprise like the
Oatleysâ effortlessly.
It was like a small animal provoking a stuck elephant in a quagmire-it could
easily be crushed to death.
Seeing their father in such a panic, Jaxton and Jessica also tensed up. They
quickly realized that the rumored Icy Female CEO was truly formidable as
they experienced the overwhelming icy intimidation of the Quillen familyâs
heiress firsthand.
This kind of presence couldnât be grasped through words alone. It had to be
experienced with oneâs senses and every single cell in the body to
understand the terror within.
Mackenzie coldly snorted and ignored the Oatleys. Instead, she turned to
Alessandra and smiled faintly. âMom, Emmanuel and I are back for dinner.â
and
âWonderful! Iâll set the table right away!â Alessandra was very enthusiastic.
She gently patted Mackenzieâs hand before sizing the young woman up
then reluctantly waiked away.
Roselynn was crushed by what she saw, and she glanced at Jennifer again,
her eyes tinged with disappointment and a hint of anger.
She wouldnât expect her mother-in-law to dote on her like her own mother. All
she hoped for was that her mother-in-law wouldnât always act so.
condescending and strive to keep her underfoot, making her serve her son
like a dog.
Feeling her gaze, Jennifer clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth, but
not daring to say another word.
Even her husband feared Mackenzie. With Roselynn relying on their family
connections with the Quillens, what could Jennifer do against this
daughter-in-law?!
Hmph, just you wait, Roselynn Lowe. I will make sure you suffer the day you
lose your backing! How dare a lowly commoner like you dare to act like a
queen after marrying into our family?! Jennifer mused.
Meanwhile, the Low
thered at the dining table for dinner.
Mackenzie also wanted to help out. Since the last time she washed dishes,
she would assist Emmanuel in some chores whenever she had spare time at
home, though it was rare.
âOh my, Mackenzie! You sit down quickly. How can you do this kind of work?
Quickly!â Alessandra quickly pulled Mackenzie to sit down.
While she still didnât know Mackenzieâs exact identity, she understood that she
was a delicate woman. She couldnât let her daughter-in-law handle such
tasks. She didnât know if her son would care, but she was reluctant herself.
Mackenzie didnât insist and just watched Emmanuel and Roselynn busy
themselves.
On the other hand, the Oatleys had already taken their seats, showing no
intention of helping..
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After Mackenzie arrived, Jennifer no longer pretended to be a noble lady and
wasnât afraid that the Lowesâ furniture would dirty her high-end clothes. She
simply sat down
Their family was different from the Lowes, a commoner household, and
although they didnât have hundreds of servants like the Quillens, they could
still afford to hire servants specifically to serve them during meals.
Such things were unheard of and beneath them. If they did them, they would
feel as though their status was diminished.
âMs. Quillen, I apologize for the lack of good wine today. I will offer you a cup
of tea instead. Cheers!â Sebastian, seeing Mackenzie seated, seized the
opportunity to build rapport.
After all, many people attending high-class gatherings wished to become
familiar faces in front of the young Quillen heiress.
The Oatleysâ rare opportunity this day would mak