Chapter 116
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 116
Try as she might, Milani couldnât believe Mackenzie was only twentyâseven
years old!
Now that she had completely given up on Immanuel she no longer
bothered to disguise her contempt for the man â donât get it What does
she see in you ?*
âHow would i know? Youâll have to ask her? Immanual answered
perfunctorily
Hg. There s no way Iâll tell her the truth that a secret between me and
Mackenzie
s
âHmph I still think this is all just an act Milani retorted âI too
unbelievable
None of this makes sense. Emmanuel only eams eighty thousand a year
How does he land himself a wife so far out of his league? Fairy tales aren?
even this ridiculous!
Emmanuel merely smiled and said nothing. He didnât care what the
woman thought and only wanted to send her home and call it a day.
When Emmanuel finally reached home, he wasted no time expressing his
gratitude to Mackenzie. âMs. Quillen, thank you for playing along tonight.
Not only have you helped me chase away a pesky woman, but youâve also
made my mother very happy!â
Mackenzie tried to play it off with a casual smile, but no matter how much
she tried, she couldnât hide the sliver of satisfaction she felt.
I canât believe it was so easy to win my motherâinâlaw over. I sure am a
charming daughterâinâlaw, arenât I?
Seconds later, however, Mackenzie was back to being cold and indifferent.
âDonât overthink it. Iâm only doing this to repay you for beating Gautier up.
That b*stard has been trying to plot against me over and over again. I
shouldâve dealt with him sooner!â
Emmanuel flinched a little before looking at Mackenzie with a stiff smile.
âYou already knew about it, Ms. Quillen?â
âOf course. That said, youâd better be on your guard,â Mackenzie warned.
âGautier isnât like the clingy women around you. Heâs a lot craftier and
harder to deal with. You never know when heâs going to strike!â
â
Although Iâve made Gautier suffer many business losses, Iâve also almost
fallen into his traps several times. The previous incident had to be the
worst! I didnât even know he had drugged my drinks, and if it werenât for
Emmanuelâs timely rescue, I have no doubt Hubert wouldâve taken
advantage of me! Afterward, even if I wanted revenge, Gautier would use
Hubert as his scapegoat while he gets away scotâfreeâ¦
âI know. Please be careful too, Ms. Quillen. Feel free to let me know if you
need any help. I may not be good at many things, but Iâm confident in my
fighting skills,â Emmanuel proclaimed.
After all, he was a battleâtested soldier who would never cower from a
fight for justice!
With that, Mackenzie smiled coldly and returned to her room.
The next day, Emmanuel was at work when he received an urgent call
from Alessandra.
âWhat? Uncle Emerson has been detained overseas?â
âYes. I heard he was tricked into carrying out illegal activities abroad, but
now that he wants to return home, his captors are demanding a ransom
of one hundred and sixty thousand!â Alessandra choked out.
To make matters worse, her father, Hermann Cadigan, had called early in
the morning and demanded that she chip in eighty thousand. Where was
she supposed to get that much money, though?
After listening to Alessandraâs brief rundown, even the mildâmannered
Emmanuel could no longer hold back his temper.
4/6
He had never liked his grandfather, and he especially hated his
goodâforânothing uncle, Emerson Cadigan, who only spent his time lazing
around and indulging in vices.
Unfortunately, Alessandra was born to a family in Greendale Village that
favored sons over daughters, and marrying off the daughters was nothing
more than a financial transaction to them.
Argh! I was told that when Dad wanted to marry Mom, Granddad had the
cheek to ask for one hundred thousand as the betrothal gift! That amount
of money wouldâve been enough to build a big house back then, for
goodnessâ sake! Since Dad had just gotten out of the army, he had to part
with all his savings before he could marry Mom. Worst of all, Granddad
didnât even attend the wedding dinner. Instead, he gave a flimsy excuse
about the venue being too far! Iâll never forget how Mom always tears up
when she talks about thisâ¦
Alas, the more Emmanuel thought about it, the angrier he became. Just
when I believed my maternal family had cut all contact with Mom,
Granddad led a group of relatives to our house three years ago and
insisted that Mom pay off Uncle Emersonâs gambling debts of thirty
thousand! They wouldnât stop guiltâtripping her by reiterating that she was
his sister⦠Dad had already passed away then, and with me in the army,
Roselynn couldnât fend off those sc*mbags by herself. Granddad and
Uncle Emerson never thanked us after taking the money, and I canât
believe theyâre doing it again! How shameless can they get? Are we just
an ATM to them? Is that why they only come to us when they need money
and treat us like dirt when we donât have any?