Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 1189

Chapter 1189 The Woman in White 

What to do? 

Mackenzie knew Trisha’s martial arts skills were way above her league, and now, without a gun, there was no room for resistance. 

“Please! Ms. Quillen!” Trisha spoke and pushed Mackenzie in front of the glass shield, threatening, “Don’t force me to leave a few bullet holes in you! It would be a pity even for me to ruin a beauty like you!” 

Mackenzie could sense that Trisha was a heartless killing machine, fully capable of following through on her threats. 

Women were suckers for beauty, and Mackenzie was no exception. Showing defiance against such a woman would undoubtedly bring trouble. However, if she opened the defense system, the Heart of the Sun would be in jeopardy. 

What to do? What to do? 

“All right, since you refuse to play nicely, I’ll just have to do it the hard way!” Trisha’s eyes turned cold as she prepared to shoot at Mackenzie’s lower leg. The Saintess only ordered her not to kill Mackenzie, but there was no prohibition against injuring her. 

In a critical moment, a dark silhouette rushed in like a gust of wind. 

Bang! 

Trisha’s wrist received a strong impact, causing the gun in her hand to veer off and hit the ground near Mackenzie’s feet. Despite this, Mackenzie broke into a cold sweat. 

Has Emmanuel, that idiot, arrived? 

But the next moment, she realized that it wasn’t Emmanuel but Sage who had come to her rescue. 

Trisha felt a tingling sensation in her wrist and began to harbor some apprehension toward the newcomer. To think 

there’s actually someone formidable in Yeringham! 

She launched an attack preemptively, knowing that if Sage gained the upper hand, this would be her end. Unfortunately, Sage skillfully countered her three fierce moves. 

Whoosh! 

As Trisha’s momentum waned, Sage unleashed a powerful punch. 

Trisha’s pupils dilated in shock, and she quickly crossed her hands in front of her chest. However, she was still sent flying by the punch. 

Clang! 

Clang! 

Trisha spat blood and flew out through the glass window. 

Sage couldn’t care less about her fate. He quickly walked up to Mackenzie and expressed concern, “Ms. Quillen, are you okay?” 

“I’m fine, thank you.” Mackenzie’s politeness carried an icy demeanor that discouraged people from approaching easily. 

“That’s good.” Sage sighed in relief. “Ms. Mackenzie, you’re being foolishly risky. How could you face the thugs alone? If something happened to you, your husband would be heartbroken!” 

Actually, he would be even more heartbroken. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the standing to say such things. After all, she was Emmanuel’s wife, his brother-in-arms’ wife. 

Hearing him mention Emmanuel, Mackenzie couldn’t help clenching her fist lightly and snorting. “Who knows where your subordinate took that man?” 

“Well…” Sage hesitated, not expecting this side of the goddess. She’s jealous! 

“I’m sorry. It’s because the Holy Fire organization mentioned wanting to kill Emmanuel, so I sent Ashton to protect him.” 

“Would he even need her protection?! Captain Payne, isn’t your decision a bit foolish?” Although Mackenzie appreciated Sage’s commitment, she couldn’t compliment his decision-making. 

Sage, too, knew his decision would be seen by Mackenzie as sending kindergarten students to protect a boxing champion, but he had his reasons. 

“All right, Ms. Quillen, the thugs have been driven away. You can leave now!” Sage quickly got back to business. 

After some thought, Mackenzie opened the defense system and took out the Heart of the Sun, carrying it with her. Keeping it openly in the lab made her feel unsafe. 

Sage was about to escort Mackenzie out when, just as they stepped out of the laboratory, they heard a distinctive melody.