Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008

Still, they were professionals through and through. Therefore, they quickly freed themselves from this invisible mental restraint and raised their hands to shoot.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

Emmanuel extended his hands and forcefully grabbed their wrists, twisting them!

The wolf on the battlefield knew nothing of pity or mercy!

Moreover, he certainly wouldn’t show any mercy to a woman who desecrated his father-in-law’s grave.

Snap!

The arms of the two women instantly broke like twigs.

Once he released his hold on their arms, their limbs hung down due to gravity.

Then, he used another move from the Dragonweave Saga and clutched their throats.

The two women pleaded for their lives with their eyes.

However, he simply ignored their looks and pressed them down onto the ground!

The two women were like potatoes, stuck in the muddy field, struggling for a moment before gradually becoming still.

If they could live another life after this one, they would never dare to provoke this terrifying man again!

“Manuel, are you alright?”

Queenie arrived at the scene, panting before breathing a sigh of relief when she saw Emmanuel’s victory. “I heard gunshots earlier, and I was so scared!”

He simply shot her a dispassionate glance before replying, “I’m fine.”

Then, he picked up the fallen urn from the ground.

Just as he was about to open it and check its contents, his phone rang!

“Hello, Emmanuel! Where are you? There’s no need to chase after those two women anymore!” Beatrix hurriedly yelled into the phone.

“Oh, why not?”

Emmanuel didn’t bother telling her that he had already caught up with and dealt with those two women.

“Because the Heart of the Sun is not in that grave at all. The urn is empty, and my dad’s remains are not there either!” Beatrix giggled toward the end of her sentence.

She found it amusing that those fools who wanted to steal the Heart of the Sun had been tricked by her grandfather!

Yet, Emmanuel frowned and checked the urn, weighing it carefully. He couldn’t help but feel that something was -off

12:23 Fri, 24 Nov

>This urn wasn’t empty at all!

By now, night had fallen.

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