Love at the Wrong Table - Season 3 Episode 60

“Let’s continue,” Quintus said.

He was the one hyping them up, yet everyone in the room except for him had

drunk a glass of liquor each.

In the fourth round, Emmanuel’s team lost once more.

Emmanuel realized that Mackenzie was so amazing and stubborn. It was only

a drinking game, and she still refused to lose at all.

“Truth or dare?” Mackenzie stared straight into Claudette’s eyes as she asked

that

He was now stuck in a dilemma, or rather… he was stuck between two

women__

If it were anyone else targeting Claudette, he would have definitely drunk up

and defended her.

However, the person in question was Mackenzie. He would never dare do

that!

“I’ll go with dare!” Claudette abruptly snapped her head up to glare back with

eyes full of anger. She had lost to Mackenzie once already and had given up

on her chance to confess her love to Emmanuel just because she was afraid

of Mackenzie’s glare.

She would not let herself be defeated another time.

She arrived at the dinner knowing that she would be declaring war on

Mackenzie.

If she lost, it was impossible for her to get together with Emmanuel.

She did not want to lose.

“Very well. Kiss anyone you want in the room.” There was a taunting smirk on

Mackenzie’s red lips.

Emmanuel was taken aback by that.

Quintus‘ eyes were as wide as dinner plates. What on earth? That was too

hardcore. Was Mackenzie helping Claudette because she knew Claudette

liked Emmanuel?

Thankfully, no one knew what he was thinking. Otherwise, he would be cursed

out by everyone else as an utter idiot.

Claudette pursed her lips as her eyes shimmered and her gaze bounced

between Emmanuel and Mackenzie.

Quintus thought she did it out of fear.

To his surprise, Claudette swiftly closed her eyes and leaned over to

Emmanuel.

That was never going to happen.

Emmanuel hurriedly dodged.

Her kiss landed on thin air.

Everyone in the room froze.

They stared at each other with wide eyes, unable to speak.

A certain someone was feeling disappointed while another was in shock. One

of them was rejoicing while the other’s heart kept racing…

“I tried, Ms. Quillen. Still, it’s not my loss, right?” Claudette turned to shoot

Mackenzie a challenging look.

Since war had been declared, she would no longer hold back.

Mackenzie scoffed and did not say a word.

Emmanuel’s heart was pounding loudly in his ears. If things continued on like

this, who knew what games these two women would come up with?

“Let’s continue,” Quintus said.

Once more, he broke the ice with his cheerful laugh.

He had practically been a non–participant in the games, but he had failed as

an observer and did not realize what was going on. He thought that if the

night went on like this, there was a huge chance of success for both of his

goals.

Mackenzie was now taking the game seriously. Thus, she easily won the next

round.

Claudette and Emmanuel could not resist sighing. They never stood a

chance of winning when playing against Mackenzie in games related to

intelligence.

“Again, dare.” Claudette declared her choice before Mackenzie could even

say a word. Her eyes locked with Mackenzie’s; she dared Mackenzie to state a`

dare.

She would do anything Mackenzie dared her to do!

To her surprise, Mackenzie then turned to Emmanuel and sneered. “What’s

this? Why are you constantly letting your female teammate take the fall for

you? Are you even a man?”

Darn it! She had used that phrase once more.

He recalled the night they spent in the hotel. If he had gone along with

Terence’s suggestion and had sex with Mackenzie, perhaps this would not

have happened.

Of course, that was a fleeting thought that vanished as soon as it popped up.

He knew that even if he rewound time and went back to that night, he was

still unable to do it to Mackenzie.

“I’ll take the dare this time.”

Emmanuel had had enough of her provocations. “Well? What is the dare?”