Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 1075
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 1075 Driven Out Of The Quillen Residence
Marilyn trembled involuntarily, but she still gritted her teeth and said, âOld Mr. Quillen mentioned that he wanted to show me the world, so I must meet him! I want to hear his teachings and simply travel the world with himâ¦â
As she spoke, she noticed that Mackenzieâs gaze was as sharp as an ice blade, capable of cutting her into pieces. This caused her to tremble and fall silent.
Mackenzie was furious!
How could she not be angry?
This girl was even younger than Beatrix, and they had no blood relation. Yet, she wanted to travel the world with her grandfather. How would outsiders perceive this?
Didnât her grandfather care about his reputation and dignity?
And as for her becoming her grandfatherâs godchild? Did she even deserve it?
Emmanuel looked at Mackenzieâs profile and knew that she must be very angry right now. He quickly held her hand gently and persuaded her. âWhy donât we let Grandpa handle this himself? We can let her in first and arrange for her to meet Grandpa tomorrow morning.â
Mackenzie sighed deeply.
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As she had just mentioned, whether her grandfather wanted to travel the world with this woman was his own business. If she wanted to prevent this girl from being with her grandfather, how was it any different from her aunts trying to stop her from being with Emmanuel?
Besides, she believed that her grandfather was a wise old man. He would never be swayed. What was she afraid of?
âLet her in!â In the end, Mackenzie instructed the guards and turned to get into the car.
Emmanuel followed suit and got into the car as well.
âThank you! Thank you, Ms. Quillen! Thank you, Mr. Lowe!â
Marilyn was overjoyed and quickly ran into the estate like a child whose wish had come true.
However, she underestimated the Quillen residence. Once she entered, it felt like she had entered a labyrinth!
Fortunately, the guards at the entrance followed her and led her to the entrance of a grand building.
Just as they were about to inform Alfred, they were surprised to find Alfred already waiting at the door.
âAlfred, she said she wants to see Old Mr. Quillen-â
âI know. Old Mr. Quillen is resting. You can escort her out!â As soon as Alfred spoke, even the guards were stunned. This girl had finally begged Mackenzie to let her in, but she still couldnât see Terence.
Marilyn quickly rushed to Alfredâs side, looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and pleaded. âAlfred, please let me see Old Mr. Quillen. I can wait for him outsidelâ
âNo. The Quillen estate never accommodates outsiders. Leave now!â
Alfredâs voice was cold and ruthless because he also knew very well that the motives of this girl approaching
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know, Old Mr. Quillen is resting. You can escort her out!â As soon as Alfred spoke, even the guards were stunned. This girl had finally begged Mackenzie to let her in, but she still couldnât see Terence.
Marilyn quickly rushed to Alfredâs side, looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and pleaded. âAlfred, please let me see Old Mr. Quillen. I can wait for him outside!â
âNo. The Quillen estate never accommodates outsiders. Leave now!â
Alfredâs voice was cold and ruthless because he also knew very well that the motives of this girl approaching Terence were not simple.
She had a strong sense of selfâinterest.
Based on his decades of life experience, he believed that he couldnât be wrong!
The guards could only pull Marilynâs arm and escort her out.
âNo! I donât want to leave!â
âOld Mr. Quillen, can you hear me? Iâm Marilyn Mosley. Iâve come to find you! Please come out and see me just once, Marilyn screamed in the front yard.
The sound was desolate and piercing. Even Felicity, who was in the room, could hear it clearly.
She didnât know what the relationship between Marilyn and Terence was, but the screaming sounded as if a couple had been separated by their families!
Even she felt that this was absurd!
âCover her mouth!â
Alfred was afraid that her screams would reach Terenceâs ears, so he quickly instructed the guards to cover the girlâs mouth, but Marilyn continued to struggle!
He directly ordered the guards to drive her out, turned, and walked into the villa, heading to Terenceâs room.
Unexpectedly, before he reached the door, he heard Terence calling out, âAlfred!â
âOld Mr. Quillen, whatâs the matter?â Alfred quickly walked to the door, rolled up his sleeves, and bowed his head to ask through the door.
âDid someone just call me from outside?â
Upon hearing this, Alfred thought for a moment and answered, âYes, Old Mr. Quillen!â
âIs it Marilyn?â Terence guessed it right away. In fact, the estate was very large, and his hearing had already deteriorated, so he didnât hear the voice clearly.
âYes, Old Mr. Quillen!â
After Alfred answered, he immediately added, âI have already asked her to leave.â
âAlas⦠Why did she come so late?â Terence sighed.
He remembered that he had promised something to that girl, and now Alfred had driven her away like this. He couldnât help but feel a little quilty in his heart.