A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129 

Abruptly, Beatrix leaped, frightening Emmanuel. 

In the next moment, she grabbed his hand and smiled at Elizabeth. “Let 

me introduce you to Mr. Emmanuel Lowe! He’s my escort tonight.” 

Emmanuel and Elizabeth were astonished. 

What’s this situation? Elizabeth was confounded. Beatrix should know 

Jonathan likes her, yet she intentionally asked a handsome man to pick 

her up! She’s clearly trying to stir up trouble! 

” 

The moment Jonathan noticed Emmanuel was speaking to Beatrix, he 

speedily approached her with his buddies. 

Elizabeth was a tad fearful upon spotting Jonathan striding toward them 

fiercely. Emmanuel may be handsome, but he can’t win against a wealthy 

individual in this materialistic society! 

Before Jonathan could speak, his buddy, whose head was covered in hair 

wax, glanced at the brand of Emmanuel’s clothing. Then, he threatened 

with contempt, “The most important quality a person should possess is 

self–awareness. If you wish to acquaint yourself with someone in high 

places, you need to be capable of it first. Otherwise, you’ll get unlucky 

easily.” So what if this man can wear his cheap clothing well? Our leather 

shoes are still worth more than everything on his body. He can act cool, 

but he can’t pretend to be rich! 

The surrounding youngsters loved to watch any drama unfold, so they 

promptly gathered around Emmanuel. 

Plenty of men commented on him. While they were jealous of his 

impressive figure, they thought he wasn’t a good match for Beatrix. 

Emmanuel wasn’t angry, but he wasn’t a doormat either. Swiftly, he acted 

like a foolish jester. “In high places? I don’t think the sixth floor is that high. I 

barely broke a sweat reaching here. Are you so physically weak that you 

think the sixth floor is a high place to reach by stairs? Tsk, tsk. Youngsters 

like you should exercise more.” 

Plenty of people, especially the women, laughed. 

Beatrix’s eyes visibly lit up. He may look like a dummy, and my sister often 

calls him one, but he can be quite witty! 

The hair–wax dude was humiliated by the laughter and roared, “How dare 

you call me weak! I’ll have you know I can-” 

When he noticed everyone was staring at him, he interrupted himself and 

changed the topic. “Tsk, are you an idiot? Do you think a loser like you 

deserves to be Ms. Beatrix’s escort? You don’t have the right to covet her!” 

Ignoring him, Emmanuel turned to Beatrix. “Is there a standard I need to 

meet in terms of status and wealth to be your escort, Beatrix?” 

His composed demeanor was a stark contrast with the enraged hair–wax 

man. 

Elizabeth was captivated by Emmanuel as well. So that’s the charm of a 

mature man! That hair–wax guy looks like an ill–mannered child in front of 

him! 

“No.” Beatrix grinned. “The only standards I have are for height and looks. I 

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want someone at least one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, which 

you achieved.” 

Grimacing, the hair–wax guy turned to Jonathan, who winced because he 

wasn’t that tall. 

The edges of Jonathan’s lips twitched as he cursed his hair wax buddy in 

his mind. 

“In that case, he’s definitely spouting nonsense earlier.” Emmanuel sighed. 

“The quality of modern education must’ve dropped, considering it 

produced this kind of student.” 

Everyone laughed again, enraging the hair–wax guy. 

Before he could do anything, Jonathan kicked him away. Not only did he 

miss the point every time he opened his mouth, but he also embarrassed 

me! I want him out of my sight! 

Thus, Jonathan cut straight to the chase and sneered at Emmanuel. “I’ve 

no idea where your courage comes from. Don’t you know who Ms. Beatrix 

is? Any of the objects on her body cost years of your salary! If I were you, I 

would’ve dug a hole and buried myself in there instead of embarrassing 

myself here!” 

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Following his words, plenty of people eyed Emmanuel with disdain. Indeed, 

his handsomeness is pointless as long as he’s on a different social level, 

compared to Ms. Beatrix! We would’ve felt ashamed and left in tears if we 

were in his shoes! 

However, Emmanuel didn’t flee because he was never one to care about 

the differences between social classes. 

Hence, he argued, “Why should I? I never felt ashamed for being poor, and 

since becoming a soldier, I’ve been living my life with my head held high! I 

fought on the battlefield, protecting my fatherland and its borders. While 

my contribution to the country is minor, I’ve never committed treason. 

Thus, I’ll always stand tall and with pride, no matter who I face!” 

His words bewildered the crowd and elicited respect from them. 

Compared to a scion who only knew how to flaunt his wealth, Emmanuel 

was a truly admirable figure. 

If not for brave soldiers guarding the border like him, the descendants of 

rich families wouldn’t have had a comfortable life. 

“Well said!” Beatrix applauded. 

Elizabeth, too. 

Eventually, everyone in the crowd clapped. 

Emmanuel wasn’t planning to argue with Jonathan, but he failed to hold 

back the urge to. Therefore, he didn’t want to speak another word 

anymore. 

Meanwhile, Jonathan was emotionally wounded by that turn of events. 

He felt like the villainous antagonist when he saw everyone cheerfully