chapter 19

"What? Where did you go just now?" Mackenzie inquired casually after noticing her sister had disappeared for a while.

"Hehe! I went to help you spy on a cheating husband,

of course!"

"What?"

Mackenzie frowned, and her gaze instantly became icy

cold.

When Beatrix saw her sister's reaction, she appeared

scared on the outside, but she was ecstatic on the

inside. The stronger her reaction, the more important

that man is to her!

If it were any other man, Mackenzie would not be

bothered to spare them a glance even if he was

hooking up with other women in public, let alone show

any expression.

What exactly is that man capable of? I can't believe he

can make my sister care about him.

However, to Beatrix's disappointment, Mackenzie

merely frowned for a second before walking away with

an expression of indifference.

On the contrary, the former pouted, thinking it was not

fun, and ran after her. "Mackenzie, are you just going to

condone that man's behavior?"

Mackenzie pretended to find it funny. "We agreed when

we married that it was all for show. Hence, I don't care

if he cheats on me, let alone picks up girls!"

Naturally, she hoped that Emmanuel would cheat.

When that happened, she would have a legitimate

reason to get a divorce, and Terence would have

nothing to say about it.

"Is that so?"

Beatrix was a shrewd girl, and having lived with her

sister for so many years, how could she not know her

well?

She won't even bother to explain herself if she truly

doesn't care.

Moreover, she could easily tell that Mackenzie's

carefree smile was fake.

For a woman with my sister's personality, pretending to

smile carefreely is already very telling. She genuinely

cares about that man on the inside! Hehe! Maybe this

is the power of marriage?

"Then I'll go to that man again, say you don't care, and

let him continue what he's doing!"

With that said, Beatrix deliberately turned around and

ran.

However, she had only run a little when she found

herself stuck in the same spot. It turned out that

Mackenzie had grabbed her from behind.

"Come back. You'd better mind your own business!

Otherwise, I'll get Grandpa to give him to you!"

Mackenzie's tactic worked as Beatrix immediately stuck

out her tongue and gave in.

The latter had just turned twenty and did not want to

be tied down by love so soon.

After the two sisters finished chatting, Mackenzie

continued socializing with the business elites but

became a little absent–minded.

Even she found it very strange. Why do images of

Emmanuel chatting and laughing with other women

keep appearing in my mind?

Before the banquet was over, she felt disinterested and

left the venue.

When she returned to Yociam Residence, she found

that the house was pitch–black.

She glanced at her watch and saw that it would be

eleven o'clock in twenty–five minutes. Emmanuel still

isn't back yet?

"D*mn it!"

Mackenzie was furious. She hated nightlife and disliked

others disturbing her sleep at night even more.

My sleep will be disrupted if Emmanuel returns too late.

A woman's complexion will suffer if she doesn't get

enough sleep.

Indeed, she had already explained clearly to herself

that the reason for her anger was not because he was

picking up girls outside!

When that man comes back, I must set some rules for

him!

She was not expecting him to step into the house not

long after she entered it.

"Eh? You're back so late too?"

Seeing that Mackenzie appeared to have just returned,

Emmanuel took advantage of the situation and asked,

unaware that the two had attended the same banquet

that night.

Mackenzie felt even more frustrated. She could

rightfully set rules for him if he had returned after

eleven o'clock, but now, she could not vent her anger.

"I will never return home after eleven as I must rest

before that. Got it?"

"Uh… Understood!"

Emmanuel nodded, but he felt that she seemed angry.

Why do I feel like her words carried a hint of hostility?

"Where did you go tonight?"

Mackenzie pretended to inquire casually in the next moment, but her gaze was sharp. Let's see how he responds.

"What's the matter? Are you going to check up on me from now on, Ms. Quillen?" Emmanuel casually joked. After all, Mackenzie had never asked him where he had

gone in the past.

Mackenzie clenched her fists involuntarily, but she

released them the next moment and said with a grim

smile, "I don't have time to check on you. I just wanted

to let you know that you are not permitted to return

home after eleven in the future, even if you are dating

another woman. Otherwise, just don't come back!

Understand?"

Emmanuel found it odd as he nodded. Why do I keep

feeling that she meant something else? But I didn't go

out with any woman tonight!

Mackenzie felt even more upset when she saw that he

made an excuse to avoid answering her question. It

looks like this man is truly hiding something from me.

Sure enough, men are trash. They are primitive

animals that can't control their lower body!

However, after having that thought, she felt that it was

not right. Although he's having an emotional affair, he

hasn't done so physically, so he's not considered a

failure to control his lower body. Even if I wish to expose

him in front of Grandpa, I don't have any evidence at

the moment.

Ding!

Ding!

Just then, Mackenzie received a few messages on her

phone.

She assumed it was for work, so she took out her

phone without any hesitation.

Only after unlocking the phone screen did she realize

that they were images sent by her sister.

All of them were photos of Emmanuel and Roselynn

chatting and acting intimate at the banquet earlier

that night!

Emmanuel glanced at the photos inadvertently and

immediately froze.

It took a while before he spoke. "Didn't you say you

don't care who I was dating? But you sent someone to

follow me and take pictures?"

Mackenzie lifted her head and looked into his eyes. To

her surprise, she did not know how to explain it.

"I didn't arrange this!" she responded after a long while.

However, after explaining, she felt that something was

wrong again. An icy glint shone in her beautiful eyes,

and her embarrassment turned into anger. "How dare

you act so intimate with another woman after getting

married?"

"Why can't I? That's the woman I love the most! What's

wrong with me attending the banquet with her?"

Emmanuel asked, sounding amused.

"You…"

Mackenzie had the urge to kick him viciously away at

that moment.

One truly can't judge a book by its cover. He looks

gentlemanly, yet he's actually so shameless! I can't

believe he said that he loved another woman the most

in front of his legal wife!

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you arranged it!"

When Emmanuel saw Mackenzie was truly enraged, he

only smiled and said frankly, "However, please send a

more professional detective the next time. This one

only takes pictures and videos of me and my sister.

What a waste of phone memory!"

"Your sister?"

Mackenzie was taken aback. She suddenly felt a little

embarrassed.

My sister misunderstood and went to spy on my

husband, but she ended up making a fool of herself by

taking intimate photos of my husband and his sister.

And+just got angry about it…

"That's right. Her name is Roselynn Lowe. Would you like

to see her ID card?"

As Emmanuel said that, he unlocked his phone, which

contained the electronic copy of his sister's ID card.

"How boring!"

Mackenzie did not look at it and turned around, 4

wanting to slip away.

That topic had embarrassed her too much.

Who am I? The indifferent CEO of Terence Group, a

woman who is publicly acknowledged to have

misandry! If the news of tonight's incident spreads, it

can surely scare someone to death.

"By the way, Ms. Quillen. Are you related to the

wealthiest family in Yeringham, the Quillen family?"

Mackenzie wanted to leave, but Emmanuel interrupted

her by asking that question.

I must find out the truth!

She glanced back over her shoulder but did not speak.

This woman is stunning, especially in an evening gown

tonight. A simple glance at her back is already

breathtakingly beautiful. If it was captured on film, it

would be a stunning blockbuster that would

undoubtedly make countless hearts flutter when

shown on the big screen!

Emmanuel forced himself to look calm and continued,

"My sister and I went to the banquet tonight, and I

heard that the eldest daughter of the wealthiest

family, the Quillen family, was also there. Doesn't

Terence Group belong to the Quillen family? You share

the same surname, so could you be related to her?"

Mackenzie found it oddly amusing. I can't believe he

hasn't figured out my identity. That's strange. Why do I

have a sense of accomplishment? It's like playing a

high–level Werewolf game where one gets a thrill from

successfully hiding one's identity and securing the final

victory.

"Of course we are related!"

"Really? What kind of relation?"

"She's my boss!"

"Uh…"

It was Emmanuel's turn to be stunned.

For some reason, Mackenzie felt proud of herself. I

finally get to trick him back. We're even now!

However, he suddenly let out a sigh. "Thank goodness

you're not from that family," he said.

"You don't want me to be the richest man's daughter?"

It was Mackenzie's turn to be curious. He doesn't want

his wife to be rich? Is it a deliberate disguise?

"Of course, I don't," Emmanuel said sincerely. "I already

feel pressured when I get along with you now!"

"Oh? You feel pressured?"

Mackenzie was intrigued and wanted to know how he

felt when he was with her.

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"Yes. Men will surely feel pressured if they earn less

than women!" Emmanuel replied honestly. "If you are

also the richest man's daughter, I may be more

cautious when getting along with you in the future!

Fortunately, the gap between us is not that big, and if I

work hard, I might still be able to catch up with you!"

Pfft!

Mackenzie could not resist chuckling.

Oh, my… This man with an annual salary of eighty

thousand said he wants to catch up with me!

"What are you laughing at?"

Emmanuel felt that her smile was humiliating to him.

"I'm not looking down on you, so please do your best!"

After saying that casually with a chuckle, Mackenzie

turned and left the hall.

It would be eleven o'clock soon, and she must take a

bath and rest before that. She must not disrupt her

schedule.

However, she could still hear Emmanuel talking behind

her. "I knew you're not the eldest daughter of the

Quillen family. People say that she's a lesbian. Besides,

if she's so rich but remains single at the age of

twenty–seven, she must be ugly!"

You b*stard!

Mackenzie clenched her fists discreetly. I can't believe

he thinks that I'm ugly. Hmph! Sure enough, he's not

that bright!

Emmanuel could not help but frown and ask when he

saw Mackenzie turning around and heading straight

into the bathroom, "Are you going to take a bath?"

"Obviously!"

Mackenzie's frosty voice rang out from the bathroom.

Why would I enter the bathroom if not to take a bath?

To eat?

"I don't believe you brought any clothes. Do you intend

to wear the same clothes, or do you intend to walk out

naked?"

After his kind reminder, the bathroom door opened

again in two seconds, and she walked out with a

murderous look on her face.

In the past, she was too used to going into the

bathroom to take a shower without bringing her

clothes, and she would come out with just a towel

draped on her after her bath.

The night Emmanuel went to The Paradise, she still did

that!

However, she forgot that he was at home that night.

"By the way, what do you do with your changed

clothes?" Emmanuel took the opportunity to ask, since

he had not seen her drying her clothes in the past few

days, let alone changing her clothes.

"What are you trying to do?"

Mackenzie just happened to be leaving the room with

clean clothes, so she could not help but be wary when

she heard his question.

She heard that many men like to take women's change of clothes, especially undergarments.

This man can't be setting his sights on my change of clothes to do something funny, can he? she thought.