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Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 1209

Chapter 1209 Despicable 

The more she resisted, the more excited Blake became. But just as he was about to reach out and touch the woman in white’s face, the sirens from the other side of the river became louder. 

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Helplessly, he cursed and said, “These police are really getting in the way. Throw them into the trunk and take them 

away!” 

“Yes, sir.” 

Very quickly, two men walked over and lifted Emmanuel and the woman, tossing them into the trunk of a van as if 

they were big fish they caught. 

These henchmen seemed indifferent to their tasks, paying no attention to Emmanuel and the Saintess’ positions. Emmanuel happened to land with his entire body pressing on her. 

The Saintess was slightly more voluptuous than Mackenzie, making the pressure on her quite comfortable. 

Moreover, like Mackenzie, this woman also emitted a unique fragrance. Although it wasn’t the same as Mackenzie’s, it was still quite pleasant. 

Their faces were almost pressed together, and Emmanuel had to use his chest to keep his head slightly raised to avoid accidentally kissing her. 

“Hmph, aren’t you the Wolf Warrior? Why are you so incompetent? You were easily captured by a few riffraff!” In the trunk, the woman in white, clearly in a bad mood, mocked Emmanuel. 

Emmanuel’s expression was the opposite of hers, still wearing a relaxed smile. “Let’s not talk about me not having. any position in the Northern Region. The fact that you’re a Saintess-which I’m sure is a title no inferior to the Wolf 

Warrior-yet you’re still easily caught.” 

“You-” The woman in white was infuriated, her chest puffing, and through gritted teeth, she said, “Have you been assimilated by Mackenzie? I can’t believe you’re still arguing with me at a time like this!” 

Emmanuel sneered, looking at the woman in white up close without care, only silently staring at her. 

The woman in white blushed suddenly, her breathing becoming short as she stuttered, “W-What are you doing? Why are you suddenly staring at me like this?” 

He’s not thinking of taking advantage of me, is he? 

To be honest, the woman in white had a fantastic figure, especially now that her whole body was drenched, exuding a warm and moist feeling. It could easily drive a man crazy with desire. However, Emmanuel was an exception. 

He stared at her for a long time before suddenly asking, “Can you tell me whether you are really Sarah?” 

He felt it was impossible to be mistaken. People could undergo cosmetic surgery, but the eyes wouldn’t change. The eyes of the woman in white were clearly the same as Sarah’s! 

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The woman in white blushed suddenly, her breathing becoming short as she stuttered, “W-What are you doing? Why are you suddenly staring at me like this?” 

He’s not thinking of taking advantage of me, is he? 

To be honest, the woman in white had a fantastic figure, especially now that her whole body was drenched, exuding a warm and moist feeling. It could easily drive a man crazy with desire. However, Emmanuel was an 

exception. 

He stared at her for a long time before suddenly asking, “Can you tell me whether you are really Sarah?” 

He felt it was impossible to be mistaken. People could undergo cosmetic surgery, but the eyes wouldn’t change. The eyes of the woman in white were clearly the same as Sarah’s! 

“Hmph, you guess.” The woman in white deliberately played coy, her eyes showing a hint of pride. 

Engaging in banter with this man, she seemed to have completely forgotten the sense of danger from being bound. Maybe she was influenced by this idiot… 

“I give up then,” Emmanuel said simply. From her behavior, he already had an answer. 

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