Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 689
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 689
âWait a minute!â Mackenzie stared at the woman in uniform and spoke in an
icy and domineering voice, âWho are you? Why have I never seen you
before?â
The woman glanced at her as well. Several seconds later, she curled her lips
into a smirk and proudly announced, âMy name is Ashton. Iâm a new inspector
in Yeringham. Are you doubting my identity, Ms. Quillen?â
Nonetheless, Ashtonâs words did nothing to assuage the wariness in
Mackenzieâs heart as she remained vigilant. The Quillen family had a vast
network across the entire Yeringham. As the newâgeneration leader of the
Quillen family, she made it her business to learn about all the important
figures in society.
So, she couldnât help but wonder why the police department of Yeringham
had sent a new inspector to look into the case.
âLetâs go. Youâre not going to resist arrest, are you?â Ashton stared straight at
Emmanuel.
Emmanuel turned to look at Mackenzie after fending off the two uniformed
police officers.
âGo with them. Iâll make sure you wonât be accused of crimes youâve never
committed,â Mackenzie said.
Only then did Emmanuel nod and leave with the three of them.
The instant they were out of sight, Mackenzie decided against returning
home and left the Yociam Residence.
Just then, Wally drove the Bentley and arrived at the entrance in a hurry.
Mackenzie opened the door and entered the car before ordering, âGet me to
the Quillen residence as quickly as possible.â
âYes, Ms. Quillen.â
Around 30 minutes later, Mackenzie and Terence were seated in a room in
order to have a private discussion.
They made sure to dismiss any servants nearby before finally getting into the
thick of it. Only Alfred was allowed to remain, albeit outside the room.
When Terence finally learned that Emmanuel had been arrested, he said
confidently, âTell Lexi to look into Ashtonâs background, Mackenzie. Donât worry.
Since weâre in Yeringham, no one has the guts to harm one of ours.â
Mackenzie needed her grandfatherâs assurance, which was why she even
bothered to rush to the Quillen residence this late at night.
Actually, she had already asked Lexi to look into the matter. She knew that
even if the wealthy families from Zovince wanted to harass them in
Yeringham, they could only use the help of some inspectors that were deep
in their pockets. They were certainly unable to order around police officers of
a higher rank to do anything fishy.
Then, Mackenzie told Terence the next important thing, âGrandpa, Ignacio.
would like to invest 280 million and become part of Terence Energy.â
âI see.â Terence nodded. In fact, he had already seen through the other partyâs
intention, so he wasnât surprised when he received the confirmation.
âItâs up to you, Mackenzie.â
âHuh?â Mackenzie was startled by his response, not expecting her
grandfather to reply to her in such a cavalier manner.
Meanwhile, he simply rose to his feet, using a cane as a support, and
drawled, âWell, I have faith in you.â
All of a sudden, it dawned on Mackenzie that perhaps her grandfather was
indeed past his prime.
âYouâll be in charge of the Quillen family sooner or later. Therefore, I canât
make all the decisions for you.â
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Unfortunately for her, she had already been feeling rather suffocated by the
burden on her shoulders. So, when she heard Terenceâs words, she couldnât
help but worry that she was about to crumple under the weight of his
expectations.
Yet, to her surprise, he suddenly guffawed before commenting, âBy the way,
thereâs one thing you have to do. When are you and Emmanuel going to give
birth to a great-grandchild for me?â
Mackenzie straightened her posture immediately upon hearing that and
said, âIâll deal with work right now, Grandpa.â
âHey!â Terence glowered at his granddaughter.
Still, he understood Mackenzie very well. He couldnât force his granddaughter
to do something she didnât want. Therefore, he reckoned that he had to
change tactics and start pressuring her other half, Emmanuel, instead.
When Alfred saw Mackenzie leaving the room, he bowed respectfully before
entering.
âItâs time for you to take your medication, Old Mr. Quillen.â
Terence nodded and let out a weary sigh. âI donât even know if Lean live long
enough to see the birth of my greatâgrandchild.â
Alfred had listened to quite a few such complaints. So, he continued
preparing the medicine for Terence and replied, âYouâve always been in the
pink of health. Iâm sure your wish will be granted.â
Alas, Terence didnât feel comforted at all as the worried look on his face
merely deepened.