Love at the Wrong Table - Season 8 Episode 22

Ever since Emmanuel realized someone was tailing him today, he had been

particularly worried about his wife’s safety.

Even if Lexi hadn’t invited him in, he would have come into the building on his

own.

Mackenzie, however, was oblivious to this. A faint smile was plastered across

her lips before it gave way to a deliberate aloofness. “You’re such a

worrywart. I’m in my own company, surrounded by security guards and

bodyguards. What kind of danger could there possibly be?”

He responded with a nonchalant smile, “I can only be at ease when I’m by

your side.”

“You’re such a smooth talker. Emmanuel, you’ve changed.” She feigned anger.

Whenever other men spoke sweet nothings to her, she would feel

uncomfortable. However, strangely, she didn’t feel that way with this man.

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Emmanuel gave a wry smile. He wasn’t trying to be cheesy because he was

genuinely concerned for her safety.

He didn’t want to make things worse by explaining, so he simply kept quiet.

The two of them walked out of the building side by side.

There was a distance between the entrance of the building and the main

gate of the company. This time, Emmanuel was acutely aware of being

followed.

Nevertheless, he pretended not to know and silently escorted his wife to the

car. After locking the car door, his gaze suddenly turned cold as he swiftly

moved toward a corner.

Mackenzie was slightly taken aback, after which her gaze instantly turned icy

cold.

Someone’s tailing me again? D*mn it!

The person hiding in the shadows was startled and tried to escape, but

Emmanuel was fast as he grabbed the person’s shoulder.

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“Show yourself!” He intended to subdue the person, but the latter was quicker

than he had expected. The person tried to slip away from him.

He had no choice but to use a grappling technique. The woman didn’t resist

this time and willingly dove into his arms. He had her locked in his arms.

To his surprise, the woman pressed her soft chest against his deliberately.

She even squeezed it hard.

“It’s you.” His brows knitted.

“Mr. Lowe, what do you wanna do with me? I’m no match against you, so I can

only let you do as you please,” she teased.

It was the red-dressed woman from the Redback Assassins.

Emmanuel, who was afraid of such shameless acts, could only push her to

the ground.

The red-dressed woman lay on the ground, lifting one leg. Only then did he

notice that she was bare-footed.

As she lifted her leg, the fabric slid down to her knee, revealing her bare leg.

“Mr. Lowe, you don’t know how to treat a lady with affection, do you? Am I not

beautiful? How could you be so rough?” She continued teasing until a chill

enveloped her.

Looking up, she met Mackenzie’s gaze. Mackenzie’s aura alone made her

shudder.

“M-Mackenzie!” The red-dressed woman suddenly became docile.

“What are you doing here? Was it you who was following me earlier today?”

Emmanuel finally asked.

Mackenzie’s gaze became colder. This shameless woman! Was she trying to

seduce her husband while I was away?

“No, it wasn’t me.” The red-dressed woman shook her head. “But I know who

they are.”

“Then spill their names. Don’t beat around the bush.” A threatening glint

flashed in his eyes. “Don’t forget that your brother’s life is in my hands!”

She pouted in grievance. “I came to find you for two important things. The first

is to ask you to save my brother.”

“Your brother?” He was slightly taken aback. “What happened to him?”

After all, he was his slave. If he died, it would be a loss.

“He failed his mission and they cut his Achilles tendon.” Her eyes sparked a

hint of resentment as she bit her lower lip.