Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 500

Chapter 500

Emmanuel soon drove up to the Quillen residence.

He had been to the Lenoir family’s majestic and imposing villa before.

Nevertheless, he was astounded at seeing the Quillen residence. Even the

courtyard of this place was larger than his house! And besides, its decoration

was obviously much more elegant and beautiful than that of the Lenoir

residence. This place is simply paradise!

Even now, he still couldn’t believe that a man of humble stock like him had

actually married the daughter of such a wealthy family. No one would even

dare to write a story like this! In the middle of his trance, he forgot how he

had followed Mackenzie into the main hall. He felt as if he had entered a

huge labyrinth.

In the main hall was a long dining table covered with all kinds of delicious

food. It seemed that a dinner party was about to take place, but no one else

from the Quillen family was present yet at the dining table–except for Sarah.

“Hi, Mackenzie and Manuel!” she said, greeting the couple with a sweet smile.

Mackenzie didn’t respond, while Emmanuel nodded and replied with a smile,

“Nice to see you again, Sarah!”

Sarah continued to smile, saying, “Uh–huh. Dinner’s about to start very soon,

but Mom asked me to take you to her when you arrive. Manuel, can you

come with me now?”

“No!” replied Mackenzie icily at once.

It was Felicity who requested that she bring Emmanuel home for dinner. Her

excuse sounded justifiable: Emmanuel hadn’t visited the Quillens since

marrying her, so they had to come here for dinner. Such an excuse left her

with no room for refusal. Terence, of course, agreed to this; after all, he would

also like to see this grandson–in–law of his urge him to have children with his

granddaughter. However, Mackenzie knew that Felicity must be up to

something. Nothing good will come out of her meeting Emmanuel alone! she

thought.

“Well…” Sarah looked troubled. She looked at Mackenzie, then at Emmanuel.

Emmanuel also found himself in a tight spot. He hurriedly said to Mackenzie,

“Mackenzie, this isn’t nice, don’t you think? Your mother is my mother–in–law,

so it’ll be disrespectful of me to refuse when she wants to see me. And

besides, surely you don’t want me to get into trouble with your family? Should

that happen, how am I going to visit your home a second time?”

Mackenzie pursed her lips lightly. I just knew long ago that getting married

was going to be troublesome, and here I am, tied down by a whole lot of

ethical and moral customs! Well, since I’ve decided to stay in this marriage, I

have no choice but to give in sometimes! “Alright, then, you go with her. But

remember this: no matter what my mother says to you, don’t rush into any

decision! Come back and tell me about it first. You got it?”

Emmanuel smiled at her. “Yeah, I got it, Mackenzie!” He had never thought

before that this icy lady would actually have this side to her. Only now did he

replace that she was, in fact, a very good wife.

Mackenzie didn’t forget to add, “Mm–hmm, just go with her. Hurry up and

come back for dinner. Don’t keep Grandpa and me waiting, or we’ll come

looking for you!” The longer Felicity talked to Emmanuel, the higher the risk, so

she also had to put pressure on the former. She knew that Sarah was

Felicity’s most trusted person, so words directed at Sarah would be

equivalent to words directed at Felicity herself.

“Well then, Manuel, please come with me!” Still smiling, Sarah stood up and

led Emmanuel out of the main hall.

As Emmanuel walked behind Sarah, he finally got a good look at what she

was wearing. “Sarah, you look so pretty today!” he couldn’t help but remark

with admiration at this moment.

Today, Sarah was clad in an off–the–shoulder white dress that showed off

her beautiful clavicle. Her fair skin looked even lovelier with the sparkling

diamond necklace around her neck, while tied around her waist was a sash

bow from Chanel, which seemed simple but was by no means cheap. The

skirt of her dress was so white as though it were transparent, and it vaguely

showed a woman’s soft outline and silhouette. Not only that, it puffed out

gracefully at the bottom, revealing Sarah’s slender and smooth legs, which

looked as if they were carved out of jade. The truth was, Sarah wasn’t as

coolly and elegantly stunning as Mackenzie, but she was absolutely a

graceful and pretty girl with her blunt bangs.

“Haha! Is that so?” Sarah suddenly looked back and tittered with her hand

over her mouth. “Thanks for the compliment, Manuel. But no matter how

good–looking I am, I can never compare with Mackenzie, no?”