Love At The Wrong Table

“I…”

Claudette stared at Emmanuel in surprise and asked

in a trembling voice, “W–Was it a blitz marriage, Dr.

Lowe?”

Emmanuel nodded in response, shocking Claudette

even more.

She remembered Emmanuel as a mature and

composed man, so she never thought he would

someday get involved in a blitz marriage.

Roselynn grabbed her by the arm and said with a

smile, “Come on, Claudette. Take us to the banquet

hall upstairs and show us what it’s like up there!”

Although Claudette nodded in response, her mood

was clearly not as cheery as it was earlier.

“By the way, Claudette, do you know who it was that

showed up at the banquet just now? That person

seemed to gain quite a lot of attention upon arrival!”

Roselynn asked out of curiosity as they made their way

upstairs.

Claudette’s tone was rather cold as she replied, “Who

else could it be? There are not many in Yeringham that

could cause such a huge commotion with their

presence alone. It has got to be Ms. Quillen of the

Quillen family!”

“Oh, Ms. Quillen is here? That makes sense now!”

Roselynn had heard rumors about Mackenzie’s

popularity in the past, but this was her first time

witnessing it.

“Roselynn, are you finally going to stop questioning

whether Ms. Quillen is my wife?” Emmanuel asked with

a chuckle.

She’s a prominent woman that most men of

upper–class society can only dream of dating, so why

would she marry a man like my brother?

Roselynn could only shrug in response and dismissed

such a ridiculous notion.

Claudette, on the other hand, was staring at

Emmanuel with astonishment and disbelief written all

over her face.

Others may find it ridiculous that Mackenzie would do

something like this, but I think it’s quite possible. There

have been rumors about her grandfather pressuring

her to get married, so there’s nothing strange about

her picking Dr. Lowe as her husband. If my family

pressured me into getting married, I’d probably choose

to marry Dr. Lowe without any hesitation, too! After all,

he’s the perfect choice! There’s no need to worry about

him taking advantage of me, and I know for sure that

he’s not going to cheat either! He’s tall, handsome, and

shows no interest in women…

“All right, this is as far as I’ll take you two. I still have

other business appointments to attend to, so I’ll be

excusing myself now!” Claudette said and took her

leave after escorting them to the banquet hall on the

third floor.

While Emmanuel and Roselynn were oblivious to the

signs, Lexi had picked up on them from afar.

Why would the heiress of the Lenoir family set her

sights on Ms. Quillen’s husband? I don’t even know if I

should say she has good taste, or…

Being a foodie, Roselynn started going after the food

like crazy the moment they arrived at the banquet hall

on the third floor.

“Did you not have enough to eat earlier, Roselynn? How

do you even fit all of that into your stomach?”

Emmanuel protested in displeasure as he was forced

to help her take the food.

“Shut up and help me get the food!” Roselynn snapped

at him impatiently, taking advantage of her identity as

the elder sister to order her kid brother around.

Emmanuel was rendered speechless when he heard

that.

Other girls have small appetites, but Roselynn here is

still hungry for more after stuffing her face earlier… Why

is she so different?

Little did they know, their actions had caught the

attention of another woman.

Cloud Construction was able to continue its work after

Samuel and his men left the project site, and Milani

took the credit for it although she didn’t really do

anything.

That was why Cloud Construction sent Milani an

invitation to the banquet that night as an extra reward.

She was having a great time at the banquet and

posted lots of pictures on Instagram to show off until

she saw Emmanuel and Roselynn there.

How could they allow a man who only makes eighty thousand a year to attend a banquet like this? People are going to think poorly of this banquet if word gets

out about this!

With that in mind, Milani walked up to him and asked

out loud in a mocking tone, “Well, well, well… Look who

we have here! It’s Emmanuel, the gynecologist!

Shouldn’t you be examining women at the hospital?

What are you doing here?” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Sure enough, quite a lot of people turned their heads in

his direction when they heard there was a

gynecologist on the third floor.