Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 129

Abruptly, Beatrix leaped, frightening Emmanuel.

In the next moment, she grabbed his hand and smiled at Elizabeth. “Let

me introduce you to Mr. Emmanuel Lowe! He’s my escort tonight.”

Emmanuel and Elizabeth were astonished.

What’s this situation? Elizabeth was confounded. Beatrix should know

Jonathan likes her, yet she intentionally asked a handsome man to pick

her up! She’s clearly trying to stir up trouble!

”

The moment Jonathan noticed Emmanuel was speaking to Beatrix, he

speedily approached her with his buddies.

Elizabeth was a tad fearful upon spotting Jonathan striding toward them

fiercely. Emmanuel may be handsome, but he can’t win against a wealthy

individual in this materialistic society!

Before Jonathan could speak, his buddy, whose head was covered in hair

wax, glanced at the brand of Emmanuel’s clothing. Then, he threatened

with contempt, “The most important quality a person should possess is

self–awareness. If you wish to acquaint yourself with someone in high

places, you need to be capable of it first. Otherwise, you’ll get unlucky

easily.” So what if this man can wear his cheap clothing well? Our leather

shoes are still worth more than everything on his body. He can act cool,

but he can’t pretend to be rich!

The surrounding youngsters loved to watch any drama unfold, so they

promptly gathered around Emmanuel.

Plenty of men commented on him. While they were jealous of his

impressive figure, they thought he wasn’t a good match for Beatrix.

Emmanuel wasn’t angry, but he wasn’t a doormat either. Swiftly, he acted

like a foolish jester. “In high places? I don’t think the sixth floor is that high. I

barely broke a sweat reaching here. Are you so physically weak that you

think the sixth floor is a high place to reach by stairs? Tsk, tsk. Youngsters

you should exercise

of people, especially the women,

may look like

he can be

was humiliated by the laughter and

I’ll have

staring

you an idiot? Do you think

be Ms. Beatrix’s escort? You don’t have the right to

turned to Beatrix. “Is there

status and wealth to be your escort,

was a stark contrast with the

man.

as well.

looks like an ill–mannered child in front

him!

grinned. “The only standards I have are for height and looks.

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someone at least one hundred

you achieved.”

to Jonathan, who winced

wasn’t that tall.

edges of Jonathan’s lips twitched as

his mind.

he’s definitely spouting

of modern education must’ve dropped,

this kind of

again, enraging the hair–wax

could do anything, Jonathan kicked him

he opened his mouth, but he also

him out

Jonathan cut straight to the chase

courage comes from. Don’t you

her body cost

hole and buried myself in there instead

myself here!”

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of people

pointless as long as

would’ve felt ashamed and

were in his shoes!

Emmanuel didn’t flee because he was

differences between social

never felt

a soldier, I’ve been living my life with my head held high!

my fatherland and its borders.

contribution to the country is minor, I’ve never

tall and with pride,

the crowd and elicited respect from

to a scion who only knew how to

truly

for brave soldiers guarding the

families wouldn’t have had a comfortable

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.

in the crowd

argue with Jonathan, but