Love At The Wrong Table

“Ms. Beatrix, we should keep a distance from each

other and maintain the boundaries with the opposite

gender. Where are you bringing me?”

Finally, Emmanuel couldn’t stand it anymore and

shoved her away.

He was utterly confounded. How did she know me?

“How could you possibly utter such a vile statement?”

Beatrix jeered, her voice dripping with disdain. “It’s

nothing short of repulsive!”

To Beatrix, physical appearance was of the utmost

importance when selecting a partner. She thought

Emmanuel was attractive, and she had also learned

about his valorous accomplishment from Mackenzie.

Mackenzie had relayed to her that Emmanuel’s swift

action enabled the Terence Group’s project to

continue moving forward without a hitch. These factors

combined to give her a very positive impression of him.

However, when she saw him flirting with Roselynn

behind her sister’s back a while ago, her favorable

impression of him disappeared into thin air.

Earlier, she showed up to help Emmanuel upon

receiving Lexi’s report as he was Mackenzie’s husband.

“What are you talking about?” Emmanuel asked with a

frown.

He was asking her to make herself clear.

“What else? You’re married, right? How could you even

think of flirting with someone else behind your wife’s

back? That’s outrageous!” Beatrix exclaimed with her

hands on her hips.

However, Emmanuel wasn’t interested at all in her

curvaceous body. He was amused and didn’t bother

taking another look at her.

“Why are you laughing?” Beatrix demanded.

It was time for Beatrix to demand an explanation. If his

explanation wasn’t satisfactory, she would definitely

make him pay.

Members of the upper–class society in Yeringham

were well acquainted with the Quillen sisters. One was

an ice queen, and another was known for her fiery

temper.

No one had the capacity to calm Beatrix’s temper

when she was in the throes of a furious outburst. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“You’re funny.”

Emmanuel finally deigned himself to look at her. “I

don’t know how you figured out that I’m married, but

you don’t even know that Roselynn is my real sister. Are

you saying that I’m flirting with my sister?”

“Huh? She’s your sister?”

Beatrix gaped in disbelief upon realizing that she had

just embarrassed herself.

I wanted to help Mackenzie catch her husband in the

act and then teach him a lesson for cheating on her. It

turns out they are siblings! Oh, how embarrassing!

“But you don’t look like her!” she insisted.

“Who says siblings must resemble each other?”

Emmanuel was too lazy to explain that he shared the

same physical features as their father, with Roselynn

mirroring their mother’s appearance. No one would

guess they were siblings with their physical

appearances.

“Who are you, though? How are you related to

Mackenzie?” he inquired.

“Huh? You don’t know who I am?” Beatrix was filled with

a strange sense of excitement and was intrigued when

she realized that he had no idea who she was.

I’m his sister–in–law, but he doesn’t even know it. This is

unbelievable!

Emmanuel didn’t seem like he was lying, so Beatrix was

certain that her sister had been keeping things a

secret from him, particularly those relating to their

family.

“I know who you are. You’re Beatrix Quillen, from the

Quillen family. What I would like to know is how you are

related to my wife,” Emmanuel stated curiously.

“Well, I won’t tell you anything. You can guess the truth

yourself!” Beatrix stuck her tongue out and turned to

leave.

Fortunately, Mackenzie and I have totally opposite

characters. He doesn’t know that we’re siblings.

Emmanuel knitted his brows. They both share the

same surname. Could it be that my wife is related to

the rich Quillen family?

After chatting briefly with Emmanuel, Beatrix returned

to the top floor and found Mackenzie.

Mackenzie had a productive discussion with a

business owner. After she promised to enter into a

collaboration, the owner expressed his gratitude and

left happily.

Those who had the privilege of partnering with the

Quillen family from Yeringham were exceptionally

lucky as they would be rewarded with an abundance

of wealth.

“Mackenzie!” Beatrix greeted and approached her.