Love At The Wrong Table

“It’s… It’s you!” Zaiden clearly recognized the man, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

“You’ve brought disgrace to your noble lineage! In every aspect, you’ve run things into the ground! If you lose the position of Nuthana’s vice-chairman, we’ll kill your entire family!” The man leaned in close to Zaiden, his voice dripping with cold menace.

Before Zaiden could respond, the man had already left. The couple shuddered repeatedly, shocked that those people would actually treat them this way. But, in a sense, it was expected…

After a 20-minute boat ride, the Quillens had already landed on the island.

It was like a paradise, opening their eyes wide. In the center of the island was a magnificent building named the Badlands Arena, the venue for the finals. Surrounding it were various leisure and entertainment facilities, as well as a variety of delicious food.

In short, this was a sanctuary specifically prepared for the scions, the rich, and the powerful to watch martial arts matches. There were even clearly marked prices for accompanying ladies, with hourly rates written on signs. Shane and Frederick, among others, couldn’t help but marvel all the way. The world of the wealthy was truly colorful!

After disembarking, it was already noon, and the matches weren’t scheduled to start until 8 p.m. So, the Quillens didn’t rush to enter but instead rested and played around the area. Emmanuel and Mackenzie chose to enter a leisurely cafe, but as soon as they stepped in, an ugly man approached them.

“Hehe, Emmanuel, Ms. Quillen, what a coincidence!”

“Dotson?”

Mackenzie saw the ugly man and instinctively asked, “Is Hattie here too?”

“Yeah, Ms. Zelinsky saw you guys and asked me to come greet you. Please follow me to the VIP area!” Blake invited the two up to the VIP area.

The couple exchanged a glance and followed him upstairs. Emmanuel thought his wife had somehow become best friends with Magnus’ sister. It was quite absurd when he thought about it. Yet that seemed to be the reality.

“Mackenzie, you finally made it! I’ve been waiting for you for so long!” Hattie, who was usually aloof and regal, greeted Mackenzie warmly, like an ordinary girl of the same age, walking over enthusiastically and taking Mackenzie’s hand.

Emmanuel was wholly ignored, and he felt a bit speechless…

She was becoming more and more unlike the girl he first knew. She and Macken were even on a first- name basis now.

“Waited for me? Why didn’t you tell me in advance?” Mackenzie also felt a bit regretful about not meeting Hattie earlier.

She had always lacked playmates since childhood. It wasn’t because there weren’t other girls her age around, but because only those who were similar in various aspects could become her close friends. She and Sarah had always clashed; Beatrix was too young for her, and the women from other commercial families in Yeringham were too different from her. Only someone like Claudette, who was more or less similar, ended up becoming her rival. Hattie’s initiative and indifference toward Emmanuel finally allowed her to find a woman with whom she could develop a close friendship.

“I was planning to ask you out yesterday, but you were busy fighting the Tanners, so I thought you needed rest and didn’t want to bother you!”

Hattie asked all the other people to leave, including Dominique, and only wanted accommodate Mackenzie. After the four were left, she finally asked, “Do you plan win the Grand Martial Showdown? If so, shall I help you?”

“You’ll help us?” Both Emmanuel and Mackenzie were surprised.

Blake finally spoke up, “That f*cker Everett Parrish retired after you beat him up, and it messed up the lineup for the finals completely!”

Emmanuel had only learned about this the day before but was too tired from saving those patients, so he didn’t research much and just slept until this morning.

“Emmanuel, according to the current lineup, your first match is against Yosef. Do you have any plans?” Hattie finally looked at Emmanuel and asked.

Emmanuel was slightly surprised. He remembered that his first match was against a master from the Zigler family of Gratz. How did Hattie know this? Did she know his alias?

“Hattie, have you found out?”