Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 1089

Chapter 1089 With Age Comes Wisdom

Terence could no longer distinguish between family and strangers.

“Hannah.”

“Hannah.”

“Dad, let’s go talk to Hannah.”

Several aunts also left one by one.

Mackenzie stood still, silently observing Marilyn. She wondered if her worry was slowly becoming a reality.

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Mackenzie had noticed that the more the Quillen family tried to distance Marilyn, the more it seemed to backfire. However, if they didn’t push Marilyn away, she appeared to have significant ambitions.

“Alfred.” Terence’s face turned pale, and his right hand trembled. It wasn’t just his heart shaking; he felt a sensation he hadn’t experienced in years.

“Old Mr. Quillen, what are your orders?”

“Send someone to take Marilyn back to her room to rest and protect her. Absolutely no more bullying.”

“Yes, Old Mr. Quillen.” Despite Alfred’s biases against Marilyn, he promptly followed Terence’s orders.

Soon, Terence returned to the room, his face fluctuating between red and white, clearly unwell.

Emmanuel rushed to support Terence, saying, “Grandpa, your heart isn’t in good shape. It’s not healthy to get angry frequently or experience significant emotional swings.”

Terence let out a heavy sigh, covered his head, and felt a slight dizziness.

Emmanuel guided him to sit down on a chair and quickly used the finger pressure technique to stabilize his blood pressure.

After a while, Terence gradually recovered a bit, slumping in the chair. He said, “Emmanuel, close the door. Today, the two of us need to have a heart-to-heart conversation.”

Emmanuel nodded, closed the door, and sat back beside him.

“Emmanuel, be honest with me. What identity have you been hiding?” Terence suddenly sat up, fixing a serious gaze on him.

“Well, um, this-” Emmanuel was caught off guard for a moment, hesitated, and then smiled wryly. “Grandpa, I’m not sure what you mean.”

“Don’t try to hide it. You can’t hide it.” Terence’s demeanor today was completely different. He spoke with excitement, “With your martial arts skills and medical expertise, you’re definitely not an ordinary person. You must have an impressive background. If you don’t tell me today, I won’t let you off the hook.”

He felt like time was slipping away, and given the current state of the Quillen family, how could he not be worried? If he didn’t pass the Quillen family into capable hands, he wouldn’t find any peace.

“Grandpa, please calm down.” Emmanuel genuinely feared that Terrence might struggle to catch his breath and pass away.

After all, heart problems were the trickiest to treat and the most life-threatening. His medical skills could only come to the rescue in emergencies, but if the condition kept worsening, even the gods would find it challenging to save Terence.

“Alright, tell me then.” Terence remained agitated. “I trusted you so much-I gave you my most beloved

granddaughter as your wife and even handed over the Quillen family business to you. Yet, you’re not being honest with me?”

“It’s not that I’m not being honest, Grandpa. I have my reasons.” Emmanuel uttered these words in desperation, and Terence’s expression instantly changed.

“Heh, it seems like you’ve been hiding your identity, huh? Let’s see how you can keep up the innocent act now.”

Emmanuel was rendered speechless. True to the saying, “With age comes wisdom,” he had fallen for it.

“I heard that you went to the Northern Region to defend the country but ended up discharged without a penny. You claimed that you made a mistake during an important mission, right?” Terence followed the clues and continued, “If you were just an ordinary soldier without your medical skills, I might have thought you were just a regular foot soldier. But now, I can’t help but wonder if you’re a Wolf Warrior from the Northern Region.”

Emmanuel trembled slightly.

Terence was able to guess his identity, which was unexpected but also reasonable. After all, the old man was too sharp.

However, as sharp as he was, the man could only surmise that Emmanuel was a Wolf Warrior. Terence remained oblivious to Emmanuel’s damaged meridians and significantly weakened strength.

Considering Emmanuel’s past performance in Yeringham, he seemed far from attaining the level of a Wolf Warrior. Therefore, Terence assumed Emmanuel possessed exceptional talent and had experienced rapid improvement during this period.

“Heh, seems like I hit the mark.” Watching Emmanuel’s subconscious reaction, Terence felt a sense of satisfaction, confident he hadn’t misread the situation. “Tell me, what’s your story? Why the hesitation to be straightforward about your identity? Opening up might earn you some respect from Mackenzie.”