People were lavishing praise and compliments on them the entire evening, so much so that Milani was puffed up with pride.
She would glance at Emmanuel from time to time. I
guess he's aware of the gap in our status now.
According to her plan, Emmanuel should be feeling
inferior and leave the scene at that point.
However, he remained indifferent and emotionless. He
was neither angry nor had he ever thought of trying to
curry favor with her.
Milani began to lose her cool.
Fine. Since you have no shame, don't blame me for
humiliating you!
Rage took over her as she secretly gave the waiter
certain instructions.
The heat was then turned up.
The Zimmerman family's relatives and Darren were
served gourmet food and fine wine, while all
Emmanuel and his family got was some peasant food.
Unable to tolerate it anymore, Roselynn was about to
pound the table in anger when, to her surprise,
Emmanuel acted first and questioned Milani, "What the
hell is this?"
The seating arrangement could be regarded as a
coincidence. He also could not control it when Milani
and Darren wanted to show off their superiority.
However, Milani was obviously humiliating him and his
family in public by doing so.
As a man of the Lowe family, he would never allow
anyone to bully his mother and sister.
"What do you mean? I don't understand."
The fact that Emmanuel had lost it brought a
complacent sneer to Milani's face.
Jacob burst into laughter unceremoniously.
"Emmanuel, your annual salary is only eighty
thousand, and you also have a low household income.
I don't think your family is used to having great food, so
Milani specifically asked them to prepare this for you.
How is it? Isn't she considerate?"
Clenching his fists, Emmanuel was about to retort
when he received a text on his phone.
He glanced at the notification on the phone screen
and his expression changed drastically.
"You've gone too far!" Roselynn, who saw that
Emmanuel was occupied, rose to her feet and
pounded the table. Pointing at Milani, she snapped,
"That's enough, Milani! Do you really think you are so
capable?"
"My capability has just been recognized by my
relatives and friends. Do you still have any doubts?"
Milani crossed her arms in a cocky manner.
She wanted to humiliate Emmanuel that night to vent
her frustration accumulated because of him in the
past few days. The angrier Emmanuel and his family
were, the happier she was.
"Milani, you're in big trouble! Something went wrong
with the project you're working on!" Emmanuel
suddenly said angrily through his gritted teeth.
Milani snorted, thinking that he was trying to scare her,
and decided not to fall for it.
When she was about to continue blowing her own
trumpet, her phone rang.
A glance at the caller's name forced her to stop
putting on an act as her attitude and voice changed.
"Mr. Zackas, is everything okay?"
"No! Where are you now?" Walter sounded sullen.
Milani finally sensed that something was wrong and
her heart sank. Could it be that Emmanuel, the b*stard,
was not making up things to scare me a moment ago?
He was telling the truth, wasn't he?
"M–Mr. Zackas, I'm having dinner now," replied Milani
with a smile, not daring to let him know that it was a
celebration party.
"Then stop eating! You should contact Mr. Lowe now!"
Walter's voice was filled with anxiety and anger.
"Huh? Contact him?"
Surprised, Milani suddenly looked at Emmanuel.
Upon seeing that scene, the others also fell silent and
looked at each other in puzzlement.
Jacob even had a hunch that something was wrong.
There won't be a sudden reversal of the situation after
Milani has her ego inflated for so long tonight, right?
"The copy of the logo you gave to the engineering
Chapter of DIY Trouble.
department is wrong! Hurry up and get it sorted out
with Mr. Lowe!"
"What?"
The color instantly drained from Milani's face as soon as she heard Walter's words.
I was the one who designed the logo. Did I do something wrong?
"Mr. Zackas, I… I'm in the middle of a meal with Mr.
Lowe…"
The second those words were out of her mouth, the
relatives were stunned.
They wondered why Milani, who was supposed to be
an impressive woman, was referring to Emmanuel as
Mr. Lowe.
"Then hurry up and deal with it. If you mess this up, you
can forget about the bonus and your position as the
supervisor!" Walter screeched.
Milani was much paler by the end of the call as she
turned to look at Emmanuel in terror.
No one had any idea what was going on.
Roselynn was the only one who came back to her
senses quickly enough to figure out that the arrogant
woman had a favor to ask from her brother.
"Oh my, Ms. Zimmerman, aren't you a capable woman
who earns millions every year? Why do you look so
pale?" Roselynn asked with a smile that did not reach
her eyes.
Milani was at a loss for words. She could only stare at
Emmanuel.
"Manny, let's go."
Roselynn did not know the details of the situation, but
she knew that Milani would definitely kneel before
Emmanuel and beg for him to stay if she were to lead
her brother away at a time like this.
Sure enough, Milani lunged over to grab Emmanuel's
arm.
Her action left everyone dumbfounded.
In fact, Darren even lifted his brow.
He knew who Milani was, for he had met her when she
went to the hospital for a checkup the other time.
Milani's good looks and figure, as well as her annual
wage of three hundred thousand, were what made
him court her.
However, dignity was important to Darren. He was
ashamed to see Milani hugging Emmanuel.
Nevertheless, his dignity was not something Milani
could think about at a crucial time like this.
"M–Mr. Lowe, please don't go yet!"
"Ms. Zimmerman, we shouldn't be too close to each
other. Your boyfriend is here. Please be mindful of your
action."
Emmanuel mercilessly pushed her away.
Milani's face turned pale before turning red.
It was humiliating.
Nevertheless, when she saw Emmanuel's sister
continuing to pull him away, she cast away all
reservations about her reputation and threw herself at
him again.
Her urgency made her trip and fall to the ground. Still,
she managed to grab Emmanuel's calf.
The crowd was stupefied.
Both Melody and Jacob felt ashamed.
Even Darren whispered, "This b*tch is too shameless!"
"Mr. Lowe, I've made a mistake with the logo for the
project. Please tell Terence Group to postpone the
deadline by a week. Please give me a chance!"
If the project were to go south, she would lose
everything.
That was not all. She would also be the laughingstock
of her friends and family.
"What?" Emmanuel pulled Milani off the floor angrily.
"What happened? I've already given you the detailed
blueprint, so how could you still make a mistake?"
While Milani would lose her job if she did not meet the
deadline, Emmanuel would lose his sweetheart.
Emmanuel was even more anxious than Milani to hear
the news, and he could barely rein in his anger.
Is this fate? Is Mackenzie fated not to be with me?
"I… I ruined the original blueprint, so I… made a new
one," Milani explained hesitantly.
Emmanuel felt the urge to slap her, but he resisted.
In the next second, he dragged Milani out of the room, wanting to find out if there was a way to salvage the project.
"Manny, where are you going?" Roselynn cried out, confused.
Does Manny still like this b*tch? Is that why he's so anxious to fix her mistake?