Love At The Wrong Table

When the interview was over, Beatrix rushed to the

headquarters and barged into Mackenzie’s office.

“What’s up? Do you have something to report?”

Mackenzie looked up. Her expression was cold.

“Hehe. Guess who I interviewed today?” Beatrix

approached her happily.

“I’m not interested in guessing. Just spit it out if you Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

have something to say,” Mackenzie snapped as she

continued doing her work.

Fortunately, Beatrix had expected that reaction from

Mackenzie. In fact, the former was used to it.

Regardless, she announced excitedly, “I interviewed

Emmanuel!”

“What?” Mackenzie immediately looked up.

In the past, Beatrix would not believe Mackenzie had

someone she cared about, not to mention the person

was a man.

Oh, shoot!

Judging by Mackenzie’s reaction, Beatrix had a feeling

that she was at risk of losing her bet with Lexi.

“Aren’t you hiring a part–timer to help you with the

projects? Why did he come for the interview?” asked

Mackenzie curiously.

Chuckling, Beatrix responded, “Maybe Emmanuel is

short of money.”

Noting the change in Mackenzie’s expression, Beatrix suddenly added, “By the way, I asked him and it turned

out that he wasn’t having a candlelight dinner with

Claudette yesterday. He was just thanking her for

helping his mom get the ward back.”

“What?”

Mackenzie appeared more agitated, so much so that

her reaction shocked Beatrix.

Holy cow!

In the past, she could never imagine getting such

reactions from her sister.

After all, Mackenzie was the indifferent CEO of Terence

Group who had misandry.

Mackenzie did not care what Beatrix’s motives were.

The former’s usual calm expression changed

incessantly.

After all, she was the one who helped Alessandra get

the ward back. It did not make sense that Emmanuel

was giving Claudette the credit.

“Is he stupid or what?” Mackenzie tapped the table

gently.

Beatrix was stupefied that she didn’t even blink.

Of course, Beatrix did not know what Mackenzie meant,

but the latter was clearly very emotional.

Her cool–headed sister that had misandry was getting

riled up for a man. That was something Beatrix could

never imagine in the past.

Don’t tell me she likes him. No way. That’s impossible.

“Ail right. You may leave now.”

Mackenzie quickly recollected herself. She shifted her

gaze back to the computer screen and continued

working.

It was only when Beatrix left after making a face did

Mackenzie let out a sigh and hit the table.

“I’m never helping that idiot again.”

Alessandra had not been working for the past two

years because of her poor kidney condition.

Recently, she had been working hard to help pay off

Emmanuel’s debts and trying to buy Mackenzie

betrothal gifts and jewelry.

Terence Group was a famous, newly established

company. The truth was, being a cleaner was easy, but

Alessandra worked too hard. She even served the

employees drinks, which left her exhausted.

When the manager asked her to clean up the

conference room, her kidneys were already in pain

from exhaustion. Hence, she had to lean against the

table.

Just then, she accidentally collapsed to the ground

and bumped into a table.

Instantly, all the drinks spilled onto the table, drenching

the manager’s laptop and brand–new iPhone fourteen

before he could even take them away.

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

Derek Schwartz, the manager, rushed in. His expression darkened, and his heart sank at what he saw in the conference room.

“Ma’am, are you all right?”