Love At The Wrong Table

“Who’s Emmanuel Lowe?” the office lady asked.

“That’s me!” Emmanuel hurriedly raised his hand.

“Come in for your final interview.”

With that said, the office lady left, and Emmanuel

hurried after her.

Jacob and the others were totally shock.

There were so many people waiting there, yet the

person in charge picked Emmanuel to be the first to go

through the final interview.

Even Emmanuel himself was puzzled.

He walked down a corridor and entered a bright office.

The moment he saw the beautiful woman sitting at the

desk, he exclaimed, “Ms. Beatrix, it’s you?”

Beatrix had her hair tied into a double ponytail and

wore a high schooler’s uniform. She looked just like a

high schooler.

“You’re here! Come on. Have a seat,” Beatrix greeted,

though she looked unfriendly like a devil in disguise.

She knew all about his dinner with Claudette last night.

How bold of him! He already has a gorgeous wife, yet he has the guts to flirt with other women. How insolent! What happened last time was a misunderstanding, but there’s no way Claudette is his relative this time. I’m going to teach him a lesson on Mackenzie’s behalf!

Emmanuel found her a little scary, but he still sat down

calmly and asked, “Ms. Beatrix, are you the one hiring?”

He had always suspected Beatrix was Mackenzie’s

boss. Otherwise, it made no sense that the former

knew him.

“Of course!” Beatrix lifted her head slightly.

Truth was, Mackenzie let Beatrix handle some projects

that were running stably. One of them included the

construction project with Cloud Construction that was

about to complete.

She had been a management trainee for some time. And now, she finally had the opportunity to be in

charge of some projects. Naturally, she was excited.

Never did she expect Emmanuel would apply for the

job she just put up.

This is interesting.

“Be honest and I’ll be lenient. Have you ever had any

affairs?”

“Huh?”

Emmanuel’s lips twitched as he stared at Beatrix, who

was questioning him, her arms on her hips.

Why does it feel like this woman’s interrogating me?

It took him a while to ask, “Is this question a part of the

interview?”

“Yes.”

Beatrix was clearly not destined to be a qualified

interviewer. She threatened him, “You’ll pass the

interview if you’re honest. Tell me a single lie and you’ll

be disqualified.”

She even made a slicing motion with her hands.

“No!” Emmanuel answered resolutely.

Beatrix was taken aback, and she studied his facial

expression.

With her level of intelligence and ability to identify lies,

she could tell he was not lying. He was not blushing,

nor did he do any subconscious moves to conceal the

truth. In fact, he looked incredibly calm.

Does that mean he and Claudette haven’t slept with

each other yet?

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Claudette was a daughter of a wealthy family. There’s no way she’ll let someone take advantage of

her so easily.

“Have you ever had a candlelight dinner with another

woman without your wife’s knowledge?”

With her hands pressed on the table, Beatrix stood up

and glared daggers at him.

Emmanuel could not help but frown, wondering why

Beatrix’s questions were so weird. Is she out of her Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

mind?

Moreover, she was behaving weirdly as well.

“Answer me, or I’ll disqualify you.”

“No.”

“What? No?”

Beatrix was shocked. How is he able to lie so naturally?

Could his previous answer be a lie, too? Wow, this is

impressive. I’m going to expose you!

“What’s this, then?”

Beatrix opened her Instagram account and showed him Claudette’s picture.

Sure enough, there was a change in Emmanuel’s expression.