Love at the Wrong Table - Season 8 Episode 41

A black Corolla was speeding along the highway to Zovince. Blake was at a

speed of 180km/h.

The ten-year-old car was puffing black smoke from its hood.

“D*mn! Out of gas again!” he cursed. “Gas is so expensive these days. It’s

going to cost me another 50 bucks to fill the tank.”

Sitting in the back seat, Magnus pushed up his glasses emotionlessly. He

chuckled. “You must have made quite a bit of money from my father. Did you

spend it all on girls? Why are you still driving this old car from ten years ago?”

“It’s called sentiment. You won’t get it.” Blake didn’t feel like explaining to

Magnus. How would a youngster in his early 20s understand anything about

sentiment?

Those girls wouldn’t covet his house or his car, yet they willingly gave

everything to him and serve him with all their heart. They could easily make

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his day.

Was it wrong for him to spend a lot of money every day to help those girls?

Magnus just smiled and didn’t argue further. He silently watched Blake drive

into the gas station.

Blake then argued with the employee over a few bucks of gas money,

causing a scene.

“Did you win?” he teased Blake, who got into the car again.

“Of course, I won.” Blake’s face was full of triumph. “I said I would fill up the

tank, but she insisted on rounding up, overcharging me by a few bucks. Of

course, I wouldn’t pay her.”

Magnus showed an admiring smile. “You’re really something. I probably

wouldn’t have been able to argue with that woman.”

“That’s why I say you can’t be the smartest person in the world. You can’t

even win an argument with a woman. Just what are you?” Blake didn’t show

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Magnus merely smiled. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. He took it out and looked

at the message, and his smile instantly froze.

“What’s wrong? Did Felicity fail?” Blake restarted the engine and showed a

mouthful of yellow teeth as he asked.

Magnus smiled faintly. “It was something I expected. If a few minions could

steal something from the Quillen family that easily, those two items would

have been gone long ago.”

“True. Why didn’t you say so before this? You knew she would fail, yet you still

arranged for four people to help her. Isn’t that a joke?” Blake mocked him

again.

Magnus just smiled casually, not minding at all. “I was just testing the waters

to see if Terence kept those two items in the Quillen family. It seems that at

least one of them is not.”

“Oh?” Blake was slightly taken aback. He finally spoke respectfully, “How?”

“Do you really think that my intelligence is a joke?” Magnus rarely joked with

others, but he was joking with Blake. The latter snorted.

Magnus then explained, “People appear weak when they are strong and vice

versa. Terence deliberately heavily guards one room to mislead others that

he’s keeping those two items in the Quillen family.”

“Brilliant.” Blake laughed heartily. “When someone finally breaks in, they find

it’s a trap! Their faces must be priceless, right? If it were me, I’d be cursing!”

Magnus just smiled and didn’t say anything.

Blake gave him a thumbs-up. “I was wondering why you would help Felicity

Lenoir steal those two items. I mean, why would you send such trash for that

mission? You could’ve sent me.”

“You’re not up to it.” Magnus smiled.

“What? Are you looking down on me?”

“No,” Magnus said seriously. “You’re my trump card. I should save the best for

the last.”

Blake burst into laughter. “You’re good for nothing, but you have an eye for

people.”

Meanwhile, Emmanuel spent the next two days at home making medicines

after returning from the Quillen family’s celebration.