Love At The Wrong Table

Chase stood silently, his expression betraying a hint of

smugness as he watched Emmanuel being encircled

by a group of bodyguards.

Milani was inwardly delighted. Emmanuel, this should

show you your place. Who are you to even think that

you want to marry me? We’re from two different

worlds.

Keegan puffed his chest up, sending a clear message

to all present that anyone who attempted to snatch

his significant other away from him would result in dire

consequences.

To their surprise, Emmanuel remained calm and

unfazed.

He had no interest in status and prestige at all, so he

didn’t find this situation humiliating. Confident in the

knowledge that he had done nothing wrong, he was

not concerned with the potential of being falsely

accused.

However, many people assumed he was scared

senseless as he said nothing.

The bodyguards were about to take action when an

icy voice resonated around the hall. “Wait! Who in the

world would dare to kick him out?”

Those present were ultra–wealthy, but they still felt

chills running down their spines upon hearing the

piercingly cold voice.

Not long ago, Adam was exhibiting a haughty attitude

as he attempted to take control of the mayhem that

had broken out at the party. However, he now seemed

to resemble a child who had been chastised by an

adult.

Adam nervously glanced in the direction of the voice

and saw Beatrix Quillen making her way to the area.

His heart sank as he shivered in trepidation.

Everyone also turned to look at the young heiress.

Beatrix Quillen, who was only twenty years old, made a

grand entrance accompanied by an entourage that

lent her a certain degree of intimidation.

Tonight, she was dressed to the nines, looking

absolutely ravishing. She had a few bodyguards by her

side, magnifying her entrance and allowing her to

outshine the other affluent people in the hall.

Wherever she went, people would make way for her as

though she was royalty.

“Who is she? Her entrance was so grand!” Milani

muttered curiously.

The manager from Cloud Construction gasped,

covering her mouth with her hand as she chastised,

“Stop acting like a fool! That’s Ms. Beatrix, from the

Quillen family. They’re the wealthiest family in all of

Yeringham, and this gathering is to mark the occasion

of her aunt’s promotion to the deputy mayor of the

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“What? Ms. Beatrix of the Quillen family?” Milani’s face

paled visibly.

She was an ordinary woman who had just been

promoted to a senior executive role at Cloud

Construction’s project. Despite her newfound success,

she was vain, just like any other woman, so she had

heard a lot about the Quillen family.

I heard that the Quillen family is worth billions. Ms.

Beatrix might not be a real princess, but she is more

influential than royalty in Yeringham! Why is she here?

“M–Ms. Beatrix!” Adam greeted hastily as dread filled

his heart.

He regretted his hasty judgment. If Ms. Beatrix had

indeed invited this man to the party, I’ll be doomed!

However, his years of experience on the job were

enough for him to regain his composure quickly. He

then offered a flattering smile. “Ms. Beatrix, what brings

you here? Can I help you with anything?”

“Help me? You’re trying to kick someone from the

Quillen family out of the hall. Are you sure you’re

helping me?”

Emmanuel is Mackenzie’s husband. How dare these

people kick him out of the Quillen family’s party? They

must have a death wish!

Beatrix’s frosty words caused everyone to gasp in

disbelief.

Someone from the Quillen family? Did Ms. Beatrix just

say that this man is part of the Quillen family?

Roselynn’s eyes widened in amazement as a thought

crossed her mind. Could it be possible that

Emmanuel’s wife is a Quillen, the wealthiest family?

Adam’s face turned as pale as a sheet.