Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 401

Chapter 401

Mackenzie ignored Beatrix and walked out the door with two of her men

trailing behind her. As expected, she saw Quintus smoking while waiting by

his Land Rover.

Quintus immediately flicked off his cigarette when he saw Mackenzie and

sprayed mint cologne all over his body while chewing some gum before

walking toward her after ensuring that he did not have any smell of smoke on

-him.

She was speechless at his actions. What is this guy made of? I would have

thought that he was one of my men if I didn’t know him.

Unfortunately, Quintus couldn’t be blamed as he knew of Mackenzie’s

misandry and that she didn’t like the smell of smoke. If he didn’t do that, she

would have walked away as soon as they met.

“What are you here for?” Mackenzie questioned coldly.

She came to see Quintus as she thought he wanted to avenge Claudette’s

death. However, considering his actions, she knew that wasn’t the case.

“I want to have dinner with you, Mackenzie!” Quintus invited her with a smile.

“Dinner? Is this to repay you for saving me?” Mackenzie didn’t like to owe

people things and wanted to settle the matter. She could accept anything

except being together with him.

Yet, Quintus was confused. “What do you mean by saving you?”

She realized something in his expression and questioned urgently, “That night

at the valley. It wasn’t you who saved me from the two assassins?”

“Oh! You were referring to that?”

He acted as if he almost forgot about it and laughed, “Emmanuel, that idiot,

wanted to save you instead of my sister. How could that be? He’s supposed

to be with my sister and you’re mine. So, I saved you. Were you planning on

repaying me with your heart-”

Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed the cold glint in her beautiful

eyes and realized he probably said something wrong.

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Well, this shouldn’t be the case. I saved her. She can’t hate me for that, right?

“That idiot!” Mackenzie cursed under her breath and ignored Quintus as she

stormed toward her Bentley.

“Hey. Hey! Mackenzie, if you don’t want to give me your heart, you can give

me a kiss! Or, dinner works too!”

After Mackenzie left in her Bentley, Quintus walked to his Land Rover and

asked Zane, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, “Did I say something just

now? She’s divorced Emmanuel and I went to her rescue like a prince. It

would be a fairytale if she gave me her heart.”

Zane simply smiled without answering. No one dared to tell their boss

straight to the face that they were stupid. He didn’t want any trouble.

“Ms. Quillen, where are we heading now?”

Wally was a smart driver. He drove off to help Mackenzie escape Quintus

before asking her where to go.

Alas, Mackenzie stayed silent as she also didn’t know where to go.

At that moment, Lexi called to report to her.

“What? You can’t replace Emmanuel?”

“Yes, Ms. Quillen! I’ve used every channel I’ve got to look for him in Yeringham

and no sign of him. He has either gone into hiding or has left Yeringham.”

“Left Yeringham?” Mackenzie suddenly straightened her back as her heart felt

empty and overwhelmed. Why did that idiot leave? Was it because we

divorced or because of Claudette’s death? He couldn’t accept it and wanted

to escape?

Suddenly, numerous questions filled her mind and she felt unnerved by the

worry plaguing her mind.

Just as she was about to ask Wally to start the car, she heard Quintus say,

“My sister’s in a vegetative state after saving you. You should at least follow

me home to see her, right?”

“What did you say?” Mackenzie changed her mind and rolled down the

windows to look at Quintus in puzzlement.

Claudette didn’t die? Is that possible? Didn’t the bullet go through her heart?

Even though Quintus wasn’t as smart as Emmanuel, he could understand the

expression on Mackenzie’s face. Then, he smiled proudly. “I bet you didn’t

expect that. My sister’s body is different from the ordinary person’s. The

position of her heart is also different. Do you think she’s that dumb to use her

chest to stop the shot?”

Mackenzie knew that Claudette had some sort of sickness and was pestering

Emmanuel to treat her.

So, she was a little different than the others, but no one expected that her

heart would be in a different position too.

“Bring me to her now!”

“Sure!” Quintus agreed, but brought up a request, “But you have to get in my

car!”

Mackenzie bit her lips, but still exited her car to get on his Land Rover.

Zane was speechless at Quintus‘ way of picking up girls as it was so dumb. It

was no wonder that he had not been with a woman despite being so rich. It

seemed like Quintus knew himself well to actually set aside a 10–year plan to

pursue Mackenzie.

It was 9.00PM when Mackenzie arrived at the Lenoir Residence.

Although she grew up in a villa as the eldest daughter of the Quillen family,

she was still in awe of the solemn manor of the Lenoir Residence.

The manor was painted black and white with many edges and corners that

made the house look dignified.

This was different from the small villa Claudette lived in. This was the real

Lenoir Residence where her father–Adolph Lenoir, lived.

The guards in the villa were all in uniform armed with legal guns.

They stood guard like statues and looked scary unmoving in the dead of the

night.

Mackenzie easily arrived at Claudette’s ward with Quintus taking point.

Under the support of the Lenoir’s powerful influence and wealth, Claudette

was cared for in a sealed–off ward wearing almost nothing as numerous

pieces of medical equipment surrounded her while professional medical

staff were on standby to keep her alive.

They would have been long dead if this was some nobody. But the Lenoir

family was creating a miracle for Claudette.

A socialite herself, Mackenzie was surprised at the scene because the Quillen

family might not have the ability to pull such a stunt, let alone an ordinary

person.

Unfortunately, Claudette was still unable to regain consciousness as her face

looked lifeless. She could only depend on advanced medical equipment to

keep her breathing, which made people’s hearts ache for her.

At that moment, Mackenzie had mixed feelings for the woman. If it wasn’t for

Claudette, she could have been killed by the bomb.

If Claudette didn’t jump in front of Emmanuel, he could have been dead too.

Mackenzie was grateful for her, but it was also because of her that things

between her and Emmanuel turned so bad that they even went through with

the divorce.

Quintus kept talking beside Mackenzie, but it seemed she couldn’t hear him

as she didn’t respond to him at all.