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Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 448
The fleet of luxury cars was lined up in an orderly manner. Regardless of the
color or model of the cars, even a fool would know that it was a professional
luxury car team.
The one in front and the two cars at the back were escort cars. Only the
Rolls-Royce in the center was the main car.
Sóon, a group of bodyguards alighted from the escort cars.
Not a single soul was allowed within three meters of the car fleet.
Everybody at the hospital entrance was stunned when they saw the scene
before them.
Beacon Hospital was one of the top tertiary hospitals in Yeringham. As such, it
had its fair share of wealthy clients. However, this was the first time that
Darren and Frederick had seen such an imposing scene.
Naturally, Emmanuel wasn’t an exception. Furthermore, he had a hunch that
the fleet came specifically for him.
As expected, a middle-aged man that looked like the butler got down from
the car. Then, he headed toward him and asked, “Are you Emmanuel?”
Emmanuel nodded.
Darren and the rest of them started to panic when they saw this.

Darron’s best friend even provoked him by saying, “Darren, didn’t you just mock him for being jobless? How can a talented
person like him be jobless? See that? The moment he left his job, a fleet of luxury cars came to pick him up. Perhaps, he is
returning home to inherit his family’s business! Haha!”
Darren gritted his teeth and remained silent. He merely fixed his gaze upon Emmanuel while wondering to himself what kind of
big shot would show up in such a grand manner to welcome him?
The rest of Darren’s team was about to eat their words.
They were friends with Darren. Moreover, they were also jealous of Emmanuel
for receiving Mr. Gomez’s favor. That was the reason why they acted in a hostile manner toward him. Now that a big shot had
come to welcome
Emmanuel personally, they were naturally green with envy.
“Follow me. My master wishes to speak to you,” the butler ordered in a cold
manner. His cold demeanor stunned the people around him.
It seemed that he wasn’t there to welcome Emmanuel.
Before Emmanuel could reach the front of the Rolls-Royce, the butler ordered
coldly, “Stand there! Remain where you are and listen carefully!”
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The bodyguards fixed their gaze upon him. Some of them even drew out their
guns.
The atmosphere took a drastic turn.
Many people were shocked by the scene before them as they
subconsciously retreated.
Who were these men? Why did they have guns?

This wasn’t a fantasy setting! It was reality! This was the first time any of
them had seen bodyguards with live ammunition. One could imagine the
type of status the person in the car enjoyed since his bodyguards could
legally bear arms.
The next moment, the crowd was ordered to disperse.
Darren did not forget to taunt Frederick by saying, “Hah! He can continue
dreaming about returning home to inherit his family’s business. It’s still not
certain whether he would live to see another day! Haha!”
Frederick wasn’t in the mood to respond to his statement. He really wished
he could help Emmanuel, but even the hospital’s security guards had been
dispatched to disperse the crowd. It seemed that the person inside the car
had a strong influence on Beacon Hospital.
On the other hand, Emmanuel had already guessed who was inside the car.
Judging by the style of the car fleet, it must be the Lenoir family!
“Emmanuel! How dare you return to Yeringham?!”
After the crowd was dispersed, an imposing voice was heard from the car.
Coupled with the icy cold stare of the muscular bodyguards around him, the
man with the imposing voice was akin to a god.
If anybody else were in Emmanuel’s shoes, their legs would have turned to
jelly.

However, he merely replied indifferently, “Yeringham is my home. So, I have to
return.”-
The man inside the car smirked. “You murdered my daughter! Since you
dared to return here, it seems like you are prepared to give up your life as
compensation for hers.”
Emmanuel felt wronged as he retorted, “If Claudette could be resurrected, I
would gladly do that. However, I did not murder her. I am afraid that you are
after the wrong guy.”
An icy laugh came from deep within the car. Perhaps some might have
missed.it, but Emmanuel heard it clearly!
“It seems that my daughter has fallen for a sc*m. How could you call yourself
a man when you are so afraid of death?”
His tone angered Emmanuel. Ignoring whatever bigwig was inside the car,
Emmanuel retorted, “If you think you’re a man, Mr. Lenoir, you should find the
true murderer instead of wasting your time on me.”
“You do have a sharp tongue!”

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