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

especially

eyes visibly lit up. He may look like

he can be

hair–wax dude was humiliated by the

me weak! I’ll have you

was staring at him, he interrupted

are you an idiot? Do

Ms. Beatrix’s escort? You don’t have

Beatrix. “Is there

terms of status and wealth to be your escort, Beatrix?”

was a stark contrast with the enraged

man.

by Emmanuel as well. So that’s the charm of

looks like an ill–mannered child in

him!

standards I have are

3/8

one hundred and

you achieved.”

hair–wax guy turned to Jonathan, who winced because

wasn’t that tall.

twitched as he cursed his

his mind.

he’s definitely

modern education

this kind of

again, enraging

Jonathan kicked him away. Not only did

he opened his

him

Jonathan cut straight to the chase and sneered

where your courage comes from. Don’t

body cost years of your salary! If

and buried myself

myself here!”

5/8

of people

pointless as long as he’s on a different

Beatrix! We would’ve felt

were in his shoes!

he was never one to

differences between social

should I? I never felt ashamed

been living my life with my head held

the battlefield, protecting my

is minor, I’ve never

stand tall and with pride, no matter

bewildered the crowd

a scion who only knew how

a truly admirable

soldiers guarding the

families wouldn’t have had a comfortable

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.

in the crowd

wasn’t planning to argue with Jonathan, but he