Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 103:

The handsome man burst out laughing once he recollected himself from

the shock.

He was born with a silver spoon, and he had bullied plenty of people since

he was young.

His victims could never utter a single word in protest, and none dared to

take revenge on him.

The man before him was definitely the first who was bold enough to state

that he wanted revenge.

“I’m really curious. Who exactly are you?” the handsome man asked with a

smile as he gradually stopped underestimating Emmanuel.

It seems that he’s not relying on just luck to be by Mackenzie’s side. In fact,

something in my mind tells me that this man isn’t as easy of a target as l

thought.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Emmanuel Lowe,” Emmanuel replied, smiling.

Alas, the handsome man did not introduce himself to Emmanuel.

A little displeased, Emmanuel asked, “Sir, have your mother never taught

you manners?”

A sneer instantly grew on the handsome man’s face. “You’re one annoying

man.”

Emmanuel grew even more irked at that. “You’re dressed like a gentleman,

so I thought you were someone cultured. I’ve been polite the entire time,

so why do you find me annoying? On the other hand, you have a scowl on

your face, and you’re disrespectful to others. Even if you’re really annoying,

have I said that you’re an annoying vermin? Of course not. Someone as

cultured as I will never say something like that.”

The handsome man was rendered speechless.

Are you serious? Your words are even worse than mine!

He was impressed. He could not even retort Emmanuel’s words.

“Open the door. You tried to take advantage of Ms. Quillen last night, and

you even tried to send men to teach me a lesson. If you be good and let

me slap you twice before apologizing to me, maybe we can put aside our

differences and become friends,” Emmanuel persuaded.

He did not wish to make the other man his enemy, but he could not

dismiss what had happened the night before. It would be best if the other

man were to agree to his suggestion.

The handsome man froze and burst into laughter the next second.

He was in disbelief and was even angrier than before.

He thought he was arrogant, but he finally realized what arrogance meant

after meeting Emmanuel.

Is this loser really asking me, the eldest son of the Verkade family, to let

him slap me so that I can be friends with him? He’s insane!

“Sounds good, but unfortunately, I don’t think you’re worthy enough to be a

friend of Gautier Verkade!” the handsome man mocked.

Emmanuel was momentarily stunned. So this man really is Gautier

Verkade.

Emmanuel had guessed that Gautier was behind Mackenzie’s attack.

“All right, Mr. Verkade. It looks like we can’t be friends. I’m going to treat you

as my enemy.”

Right as he said that, he gritted his teeth and his veins popped.

Crack!

In the next instance, he pried open the car door.

What the h*ll?

As if he had seen a ghost, Gautier paled.

Where did Mackenzie get a monster like him? How did he just pry open the

car door?

After forcing the door open, Emmanuel casually sat on the front

passenger seat before abruptly swinging the back of his hand at Gautier’s

face.

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It was a swift slap.

Immediately, blood spurted out of Gautier’s nose and gums, staining the

steering wheel.

In no time, the metallic stench of blood filled the space in the car.

“You-”