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

people, especially the women,

up. He may look like a

but he

was humiliated by the laughter and

I’ll have you know I can-”

was staring at him, he interrupted himself

are you an idiot?

escort? You don’t have the

Beatrix. “Is there a

of status and wealth to

stark contrast

man.

Emmanuel as well. So that’s the charm

man! That hair–wax guy looks like an

him!

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

3/8

someone at least one hundred and eighty centimeters tall,

you achieved.”

turned to Jonathan, who winced because

wasn’t that tall.

edges of Jonathan’s lips twitched as he cursed

his mind.

that case, he’s definitely spouting nonsense

quality of modern education must’ve

this kind

again, enraging the hair–wax

anything, Jonathan kicked him away. Not only

opened his mouth, but he also

him out of my

Jonathan cut straight to the chase and sneered at

idea where your courage comes from.

her body cost years of

buried myself in there

myself here!”

5/8

his words, plenty of people eyed Emmanuel

pointless as long as he’s

Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed and left in

were in his shoes!

he

between

I never felt

been living my life with

battlefield, protecting my fatherland

the country is minor, I’ve

and with pride, no matter who I

words bewildered the crowd and elicited

who only knew how to flaunt his

truly

brave soldiers guarding the border

wouldn’t have had a comfortable

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded.

Elizabeth, too.

in

planning to argue with Jonathan, but