Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 982

Chapter 982

“Sorry? Heh… is that all you want to say to me?”

Queenie’s tears intensified.

She was trembling all over, her heaving chest appearing highly alluring.

Despite her appearance, Emmanuel turned away and refused to meet her gaze.

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If he had to apologize to a woman, he could only choose to apologize to Queenie, but he would never choose to apologize to Mackenzie.

“Emmanuel.”

Queenie’s voice suddenly turned tender. “Look at me. Please look at me. Isn’t my figure more enticing than Mackenzie’s slender body? I understand a man’s needs better than she does. Do you dislike me for having had a boyfriend, for not being a virgin?”

“Stop talking.”

Emmanuel didn’t want to hear any of this and walked away without looking back.

“Emmanuel.”

Queenie was startled for a moment, then rushed over to embrace him from behind.

Emmanuel took a big step forward, leaving her with empty arms as she fell to the ground.

“Queenie, if you continue like this, we may not even remain friends.”

Emmanuel sighed.

“I…I understand…”

Queenie seemed to have seen through the situation and appeared a bit lost as she gazed at the ground. “I won’t bother you anymore, and I won’t bring up these things again. Can we continue to be friends like we used to be? We can greet each other with a smile when we meet in the future…”

Emmanuel looked at her, a bit dazed, and he didn’t know whether she was being sincere or not. He responded honestly, “As long as it doesn’t affect my relationship with Mackenzie, we can.”

Queenie forced a bitter smile and nodded with mixed emotions.

Emmanuel sighed deeply, not knowing what to feel. Just then, Mackenzie called him.

“Emmanuel, what are you doing?”

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Mackenzie asked.

“I just dropped a friend off at her home, and I’m getting ready to go back to the hotel to rest.”

Emmanuel replied honestly.

“A friend? A guy or a girl?”

“A girl, it’s Queenie. Do you remember her from before?”

“Your childhood friend?”

“Yes.”

As he spoke, he continued walking back, and his tone was remarkably candid because he had nothing to hide.

Mackenzie had already known about him taking Queenie home; it was Beatrix who informed her.

She had hesitated for a long time before making this phone call because she wanted to believe Emmanuel but was also questioning herself.

Hearing Emmanuel’s open response made her feel relieved and eased her doubts.

If he can resist the temptation of Claudette, how can he not resist the temptation of other women?

“Then you should get back and rest.”

Mackenzie was about to hang up the phone.

However, Emmanuel had something else on his mind, so he said, “I’d like to chat with you a bit more.”

“Haven’t we talked enough last night?”

“It’s never enough. How could it be?”

Emmanuel laughed and got into the Chevrolet.

Watching him leave, Queenie felt a pang of bitterness. It was clear that the way he talked to Mackenzie and how he talked to her was completely different.

When he spoke to Mackenzie, his eyes were filled with tenderness.

But towards her, there was only pity:

“Alright, you should drive back first. Take care, and we’ll talk later.”

Mackenzie refused Emmanuel’s request to chat, as she had other matters to attend to.

“Okay then.”

Emmanuel reluctantly hung up the phone, knowing that he had to go back to take care of his grandfather.

On the other side, the banquet that had lasted for half a day finally came to an end.

Mr. Harrison wanted to personally escort Terence back to rest.

However, Terence waved his hand and said with a smile, “No need to trouble yourself; I still want to visit an old friend tonight.

“Where are you going, Old Mr. Quillen? Can I arrange for someone to take you there?” Mr. Harrison asked politely.

“I’m going to the Onxy Mine.”

Terence told him directly.

“Old Mr. Quillen, the road there is not in great condition. Can you consider going there tomorrow?”

“Haha, I can’t wait until tomorrow. Could you lend me an electric bike? I’ll ride there myself.”