Love At The Wrong Table

“How about we make a bet, Lexi?” proposed Beatrix

confidently. “I think this man will leave her by the end

of this year, which is three months from now. Either she

throws him out, or he leaves of his own volition. If he

succeeds and even spends the new years at the

Quillen residence, I lose!” There’s no way a man can

tolerate my misandristic sister for three months. I know

she’s only married to him to please Grandpa. Nothing

substantial will come out of this relationship, much less

a baby. Once Grandpa runs out of patience and urges

Sarah to marry someone, Mackenzie will be free.

Meanwhile, Lexi was amused. What am I going to bet

with her? I’m just a part–timer!

Excitedly, Beatrix continued, “If I win, I’ll remain single for

the rest of my life. If I lose, I’ll marry someone and give

birth to a baby boy for the Quillen family!”

Seeing Beatrix’s enthusiasm, Lexi didn’t feel right to

refuse the bet. Whether she wins or loses the bet

doesn’t affect me, though. It seems like she’s just

making a bet with herself.

“What are you two talking about outside? Come in!”

commanded Mackenzie coldly from inside her office.

As boisterous and wayward as Beatrix was, even she couldn’t help but shudder when she heard her sister’s voice. Swiftly, she entered the room while sticking her tongue out. “Morning, Mackenzie!”

“Good morning, Ms. Quillen!” Lexi greeted her with a

smile.

In response, Mackenzie sneered as she tossed her

phone to the table. It was the photos Lexi had taken

that Beatrix sent her. “Mind explaining to me what’s

going on with this?”

Lexi was trembling a little as she faced her employer’s

frigid countenance.

After sticking her tongue out again, Beatrix contended,

“As your sister, I have the responsibility of overseeing your happiness, Mackenzie! It’s only normal that I need to expose my brother–in–law’s flirtatious acts when I

learned of it!”

“Expose him?” Amused, Mackenzie asked rhetorically,

“Even when he’s merely attending a banquet with his

sister?”

“Huh? His sister?” Lexi was shocked because she

genuinely didn’t know Roselynn was Emmanuel’s sister.

It wasn’t until half a second later that Beatrix reacted

similarly. “What? His sister?”

Mackenzie glared at her sister coldly, making her feel

as though she had fallen into a frozen cellar. “Why do I

feel like you already know what’s going on, Trixy?”

Out of her three sisters, she had the best relationship

with Beatrix, which was why the latter was the only one

she would refer to by a nickname.

In any case, everyone in the Quillen family and Terence Group knew Mackenzie was a human lie detector.

Once she glared at someone, they wouldn’t be able to

lie any further.

Hence, Beatrix immediately tried to placate her sister. “I’m doing this so you’ll have something to talk about

with Emmanuel. Otherwise, you probably won’t

exchange more than a few sentences with him in a

year.”

Lexi nodded in agreement. It’s not impossible for a

woman like Ms. Quillen to go a whole year without

speaking to a man!

“Don’t give me that! I don’t want you to do anything like

this again!” reprimanded Mackenzie. They have no

idea how awkward I felt last night! I’ve never been so

embarrassed before!

“Yes, Ms. Quillen!” Lexi nodded.

“Understood!” Beatrix stuck her tongue out.

Despite her promise, she’d still investigate Emmanuel if she saw him spending time with other women.

At that moment, Mackenzie’s phone rang. It was from Emmanuel.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.