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Love at the Wrong Table (Emmanuel Lowe and Mackenzie) novel Chapter 817

Chapter 817

“Jennifer, what happened?”

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The middle-aged man leading the group was one of Sebastian’s younger

brothers, Silas. He was followed by three Oatley family bodyguards and a

woman.

Roselynn recognized the woman from the wedding-Selina Oatley.

Due to the incident with the stolen necklace at the wedding, Selina’s

reputation had been tarnished. Unable to confront the Quillens, she had

quietly shifted her resentment toward Roselynn. So, when she looked at

Roselynn now, her gaze was filled with hostility.

“Silas, you came just in time! This woman castrated my son!” Jennifer’s face

was contorted with hatred as she pointed at Roselynn.

“What?!” Silas exclaimed in shock, clutching his own groin instinctively.

It had to be noted that Jaxton was Sebastian’s only son.

“Get her! Don’t go easy on her. She must pay for what she’s done! Lock her

up!” Selina immediately ordered the three bodyguards.

“I dare you to come near me!” Roselynn wasn’t one to be easily intimidated.

Before the bodyguards could reach her, she brandished the scissors, her

back against the table, and confronted them with determination.

“It’s Jaxton’s own fault! He tried to force himself on me!” Roselynn shouted

defiantly.

Unfortunately, no one present would take her side.

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Selina sneered. “Jaxton wanted to force himself on you? Even if it’s true, so

what? You’re his wife. How he treats you is his prerogative. You’re but a cheap

woman playing hard to get!”

Her words were met with unanimous agreement from everyone present.

They dispersed, encircling Roselynn. In any case, they couldn’t let her escape

tonight.

Lucy hid outside the hall, afraid to enter, watching Roselynn face so many

“Get her! Don’t go easy on her. She must pay for what she’s done! Lock her

up!” Selina immediately ordered the three bodyguards.

“I dare you to come near me!” Roselynn wasn’t one to be easily intimidated.

Before the bodyguards could reach her, she brandished the scissors, her

back against the table, and confronted them with determination.

“It’s Jaxton’s own fault! He tried to force himself on me!” Roselynn shouted

defiantly.

Unfortunately, no one present would take her side.

Selina sneered. “Jaxton wanted to force himself on you? Even if it’s true, so

what? You’re his wife. How he treats you is his prerogative. You’re but a cheap

woman playing hard to get!”

Her words were met with unanimous agreement from everyone present.

They dispersed, encircling Roselynn. In any case, they couldn’t let her escape

tonight.

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