Chapter 167

Chapter 167

“You pathetic fatso!”

Emmanuel lifted Yenyl with one hand.

Filled with disgust, Mackenzie swiftly grabbed a cup from the nearby table

and forcefully smashed it onto Yenyl’s head.

Bang!

The cup shattered, and blood gushed from the man’s wounded head.

Emmanuel didn’t see his wife’s actions as violent but rather satisfying. He

tightly gripped Yenyl and demanded, “How do you know my wife? And when

did you start secretly filming her?”

Yenyl was both shocked and terrified!

He had no idea whether Emmanuel was telling the truth or not.

How can Yeringham’s number one beauty turn out to be his wife?Is the

masked woman in front of me really Ms. Mackenzie Quillen from the Quillen

family?

What’s happening?

In his eyes, Mackenzie was an ethereal goddess, far beyond his reach. How

could she possibly grace him with her presence?

Besides, all the information on his computer was purchased online.

“Emmanuel, don’t waste time talking to him. Teach him a lesson!” Mackenzie

commanded, her voice filled with contempt.

”

She felt a surge of disgust and, with no bodyguards around, she turned to her

husband for help.

Understanding his wife’s revulsion and fueled by his own anger at the man’s

audacity, Emmanuel wasted no time. He swiftly took charge and punched

the man in his face.

Having once been a Wolf Warrior in the Northern Region, Emmanuel was able

to deliver powerful punches.

The impact from his punch was far more devastating than the cup

Mackenzie had smashed. Yenyl’s cheekbone caved in, and blood sprayed in

all directions.

“You pervert! How dare you covet my wife! Rot in h*!!!”

Filled with rage, Emmanuel unleashed a series of powerful punches, each

one stronger than the last.

Fearing he might go too far and seriously injure the man, Emmanuel

redirected his lethal blows to the man’s meaty body parts.

Despite the altered target, Yenyl still felt excruciating pain.

“That’s enough. Don’t actually beat him to death!” Mackenzie reluctantly

interjected.

Strangely, she didn’t feel repulsed when she witnessed Emmanuel lose

control and resort to physical aggression on her behalf. In fact, she found it

T

satisfying.

“Well, he didn’t capture anything significant anyway. He can watch if he

wants to.” Despite her claims, she still deleted the photos and videos.

However, Emmanuel couldn’t help but caution her, “Ms. Quillen, you should be

more cautious to avoid being secretly photographed in the future. There are

countless despicable men like Yenyl out there!”

Upon hearing his words, Mackenzie turned her frown into a smile. “Oh, feeling

uncomfortable now, are you?”

She meant it as a playful remark, expecting Emmanuel to brush it off. But to

her surprise, he nodded earnestly. “Yes, at that moment, it felt like a volcano

erupted inside me! I felt so disturbed, and even now, I can’t shake off the

feeling!”

“You fool!” Mackenzie chuckled and continued, “There’s no way you can

prevent such things from happening. I promise I won’t let other men touch

me from now on.”

She was also hinting that the rule applied to Emmanuel too.

After all, she was the CEO of Terence Group and the heiress of the Quillen

family. As a prominent figure often interviewed by the media, she had to

constantly deal with the attention of numerous men in Yeringham.

However, the man standing before her remained oblivious to her true

identity.

When Mackenzie made that remark, Emmanuel felt an immediate sense of

relief. She was like a goddess in his eyes, untouched by the mundane world

and someone no man could defile.

Emmanuel never entertained the thought of trying to seduce her.

In fact, he found himself unworthy of her.

“Let’s gather some evidence!” he urged.

“All right!”

Only then did Emmanuel regain his composure and began searching

through Yenyl’s computer for any incriminating evidence.

Yeny! had never anticipated anyone delving into his affairs, so he hadn’t

taken any precautions.

Mackenzie was initially skeptical of Emmanuel’s technological skills. Little did

she know that he was surprisingly proficient, as though he had been a former

secret agent. Within no time, he managed to uncover crucial information.

Not only did he discover that Jamison had paid Yenyl two thousand to post

and spread the rumors, but he also found a mysterious account that had

been funding Yenyl’s efforts to generate online buzz.

Emmanuel muttered in disbelief, “Thirty thousand in a single transaction.

That’s quite a substantial amount!”

He had suspected that Hermann and his family lacked the resources to

orchestrate such a targeted smear campaign. Yet, the question lingered-

who was behind this relentless assault on his reputation?

After contemplating for a short while, Mackenzie deduced, “It must be the

Verkades!”

One of the trending topics was Hubert’s love confession for Mackenzie. It was

peculiar for such a frivolous piece of news to gain much traction, thus

arousing the speculation that Hubert had manipulated online traffic,

strategically propelling the news to the top of trending lists. However, despite

Hubert’s calculated efforts, it became apparent that the public’s attention

was largely fixated on the controversy surrounding Emmanuel and the

allegations of his unethical conduct.

Gautier then immediately provided Yenyl with substantial financial backing

to intensify the ongoing controversy and exacerbate the situation.

Unfortunately, Gautier left no trace of evidence that could directly implicate

him. Mackenzie’s suspicions about his involvement, while likely accurate,

remained unsupported for now.

Armed with this newfound information, the duo made the decision to leave.

While they weren’t prepared to confront Gautier yet, they knew it would be a

breeze to shift the narrative and tarnish Hermann’s reputation.

“It’s getting late, Ms. Quillen, and Greendale Village is quite a remote location.

There are no available taxis in the area. What should we do?”

However, as they made their way back, they encountered an unexpected

obstacle.

This was a trivial matter to Mackenzie. With a simple phone call, she could

summon a fleet of drivers to transport her wherever she pleased.

However, in front of Emmanuel, she had to feign poverty and conceal her true

identity. She couldn’t reveal herself as the daughter of the Quillen family.

“You are the man. What do you think we should do?” Mackenzie retorted

calmly.

“I recall there’s a decent hotel outside Greendale Village. Why don’t we stay

there for the night?” Emmanuel suggested without much thought.

His recommendation made Mackenzie uneasy as she recalled her

grandfather’s message. She couldn’t help but wonder if there were any

hidden motives behind his proposal.

Hmph! If he dares to force himself on me, I’ll turn him into a eunuch!

“What do you think, Ms. Quillen?” Emmanuel asked again when he noticed her

lack of response.

“I already said you decide! Stop being wishy–washy. Are you even a man?”

Mackenzie looked at Emmanuel in annoyance.

Infuriated by her response, Emmanuel snapped, “I’m obviously a man! Do you

want me to prove it to you?”

She didn’t expect such a strong reaction from him. “Sure, prove it to me then!”

Emmanuel clenched his teeth and pulled out his identification card, eagerly

placing it in front of her. “Take a look! Can you see clearly? My name is

Emmanuel, and it states that my gender is male! The country has verified it

for me, so never doubt that I am a man again!”

Oh… So, that’s what he meant…

Although Emmanuel had provided proof of his gender, Mackenzie regarded

him with heightened disdain, having expected him to provide more direct

proof.