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She might not know Milani well, but she had seen Emmanuel and Milani
together on their blind date.
It was obvious that Milani was a gold–digger.
It didn’t take her long to realize why Milani’s attitude did a one–eighty
today.
“Ms. Quillen, that’s smart of you!” Emmanuel was in awe.
He couldn’t help but be impressed by Mackenzie’s quick thinking. It was no
surprise she held a high position in a prominent company. He couldn’t
help but acknowledge that he was no match for her in terms of wit and
strategic thinking.
Emmanuel had thought Milani would give up quickly. Little did he expect
her to go to great lengths to pursue him.
After he arrived home with Mackenzie, Roselynn gave him a call,
requesting him to come home.
Emmanuel came out of the kitchen with the dinner he had prepared for
Mackenzie. He placed the plate in front of her, then took off his apron and
said, “Ms. Quillen, I’m afraid you’ll have to eat without me. Roselynn has just
summoned me home urgently.”
Mackenzie furrowed her brows slightly. Despite her reaction, she was
pleased with how he reported everything to her. She gave him a nod but
said nothing.
Emmanuel drove home in the Maserati. Soon, he came home and
discovered Roselynn lounging on the couch to watch the TV instead of
cooking dinner as usual. She lifted her mile–long legs and casually
propped them up on the table in a rather unladylike manner.
“Roselynn, have you already had dinner?”
“No,” Roselynn answered nonchalantly as she glanced at him.
“Is Mom cooking?”
“Ha! Go to the kitchen and find out for yourself!” Roselynn didn’t answer his
question directly.
(
Emmanuel suddenly had an ominous feeling. He swiftly made his way to
the kitchen, only to be greeted by the sight of Milani in an apron. She was
helping Alessandra with the cooking.
Alessandra had told her to stop, but she had insisted on helping out.
“Milani, are you nuts?” Emmanuel snapped.
He had no idea Milani would come all the way to his house to help out just
to win his heart.
No one in their right mind would do such a thing.
“Darling, you’re back?”
Instead of blowing her top, Milani came over to welcome him warmly.
Alessandra swiftly positioned herself between them and dragged him out
of the kitchen. “Manny, what is happening? Why did you allow yourself to
be entangled with someone like her? what if Mackenzie finds out?” she
chided softly.
Emmanuel rolled his eyes and replied in a low voice, “Mom, I didn’t do
anything. She’s here because of my money.”
“Your money? You’re making it sound as if you’re rich.” Alessandra refused
to belleve him. She gave him a forceful slap, reminding him to stop flirting
with other women.
Seeing that, Roselynn felt bad for her brother for one second.
She rose from her seat and made her way to the kitchen, wearing a
deliberately wide smile. “Ms. Zimmerman, I had no idea you possessed
such exceptional culinary skills. You truly embody the qualities of an ideal
wife. Your future husband is indeed fortunate!”
Milani was delighted to hear that.
Emmanuel knitted his brows. What is Roselynn getting at?
Roselynn continued, “Unfortunately, my foolish brother won’t be the
fortunate one. After his failed blind date with you, he went on to marry
someone else. His wife would never set foot in the kitchen!”
Pfft!
Milani was testing the taste of the soup, and upon hearing that, she spat
out the liquid in her mouth.
Luckily, Roselynn had anticipated Milani’s response and swiftly evaded her,
avoiding getting spat in the face.
“Roselynn, what are you talking about? That was a lie, right? Is Emmanuel
really married?” Milani asked in disbelief.
Emmanuel had told her twice that he was married, but she had assumed
he was imagining things.
After all, it was too quick for him to get married.
Marriage isn’t a simple transaction where one could pick and choose
whatever caught their eye, like shopping at a market.
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Roselynn shrugged and said in a natural manner, “I’m capable of
everything, but not lying.”
She was telling the truth, so there wouldn’t be any flaws in her speech.
However, Milani was still unconvinced. She even thought Roselynn was
deliberately saying that to test her sincerity toward Emmanuel. Hmph.
Petty tricks. My cousin, Ruby, has already given me various warnings. This
tactic isn’t going to scare me now. It has only been such a short period
since my blind date with Emmanuel, yet this dense man has already
gotten married? Impossible!
Most importantly, there were no wedding photos hung in his house. Aside
from Emmanuel’s mother and sister, there wasn’t a third woman there.
Milani figured that was obviously a lie.
“Hal Your joke is quite funny, Roselynnl” Milani laughed, glossing over the
topic. “Let’s eat. I want to let you all assess my cooking skills.”
When bringing out the food, she even deliberately looked outside the yard
and saw a Maserati parked there.
Putting aside whether Emmanuel had indeed been promoted to the senior
management of Terence Group, Milani was determined to marry him just
for that luxury car.
Noticing Milani had braced herself this time and wasn’t as easily
dismissible as before, Roselynn could only watch helplessly.
She didn’t care much about Milani’s presence since there was someone to
take the burden of preparing the dinner off her shoulder. She was merely
worried about her brother. Hang in there, brother!
During dinner, Milani intentionally sat next to Emmanuel, causing him to
feel extremely ill at ease.
He didn’t have much appetite to eat and was only focused on how he
could get rid of Milani so she wouldn’t keep bothering him and his family.
“Dear, what’s wrong? Is the food I prepared not tasty?” Milani put on an
innocent and aggrieved expression.
(
Although her cooking skills were mediocre, she had made her best dishes
for that night’s dinner to display her good qualities. The food can’t possibly
taste bad, right?
Emmanuel simply regarded her with a resigned look without elaborating.
Seeing that, Alessandra hastily flashed a courteous smile. “You’re a
wonderful woman, Ms. Zimmerman. The dishes you prepared are
delicious. It’s rare to find women who can cook these days.”
“How are we rare? Aren’t I one?” Roselynn immediately pouted in
displeasure.
Alessandra had to mind her manners, but Roselynn didn’t.
Emmanuel quickly supported his sister. “That’s right. Roselynn’s cooking
tastes better.”
Milani’s mouth twitched as she took in how ungracious Emmanuel was.
Despite feeling very displeased, she still maintained a polite smile. “In that
case, I should learn more from you in the future, Roselynn.”
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“Why do you need to learn from me?” Roselynn snickered. “You’re not my
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sister–in–law nor a part of my family. I have no obligation to teach you.”
Women tend to make things difficult for other women.
Roselynn’s remark infuriated Milani. The latter gritted her teeth in
annoyance while cursing Roselynn inwardly. What’s with her arrogant
attitude? Does she think she’s so great just because she can cook? Serves
her right for not being able to make her own living and get married!
“Roselynn, watch your language,” Alessandra hastily interjected and
smiled at Milani apologetically. “Milani, Roselynn is just straightforward
with her words. Don’t take it to heart.”
Alessandra’s politeness was what kept Milani’s hopes alive.
After all, Ruby had taught Milani to adopt the strategy of capturing the
ringleader first to round up their followers. If she could win Alessandra’s
heart, she would be able to marry Emmanuel and be a part of the Lowe
family soon.
In the future, I’ll be the owner of that Maserati!
Milani suppressed her anger and grinned. “Mom, I won’t take it to heart!”
Pfft!
Emmanuel and Roselynn simultaneously spat out the food in their mouths.
“W–What did you just call my mom?” Emmanuel stared at Milani in
astonishment.
A look of disdain also spread across Roselynn’s countenance. Why does a
woman as shameless as she exists? Someone, please deal with this vixen!
“This-”
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Milani instantaneously felt a little self–conscious. Her brain had been so
focused on that idea that she had inadvertently made a slip of the
tongue.
Although Ruby had told her that if she wanted to win over her prince
charming successfully, she had to adhere strictly to the three principles:
persist, be shameless, and persistently be shameless!
However, she found it really hard to persist in being shameless.
“Milani, I know what you’re thinking, but don’t get ahead of yourself!”
Emmanuel once again clarified the situation to her. “Whether you believe
it or not, I’m already married, and that Maserati belongs to my wife, not
me!”
Milani was slightly taken aback but still somewhat skeptical.
If Emmanuel hadn’t rapidly risen in the ranks within Terence Group, why
would any rich and beautiful woman look at him twice?
Emmanuel didn’t care what she thought and continued, “Besides, my
family can’t afford to pay you a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand. I’m
also not rich enough to purchase a matrimonial house and car, so we truly
aren’t suitable for one another!”
Milani, who had been harboring doubts, immediately disbelieved him after
she heard that.
She had come prepared that time under Ruby’s advice and wouldn’t be
easily bluffed by Emmanuel like on the previous two occasions.
Therefore, Milani took the initiative and said, “Dear, material things don’t
matter. It’s great if we have them, but it’s fine even if we don’t. I like you for
you. Didn’t we go on a blind date together? I fully accept you for who you
are!”
Pfft!
Roselynn spat out the food she was chewing again, this time directly onto
Milani’s face. Who helped her come up with these lines? That’s ingenious!
“Roselynn, why did you spray food on my face? Jeez!” Milani wiped her
face in slight displeasure.
Emmanuel didn’t want to waste more time explaining to her, so he directly
video–called Mackenzie, hoping that would make Milani give up.
Meanwhile, Mackenzie looked at Emmanuel’s incoming call with
glimmering eyes, already guessing his intention.
She let the call ring and took out a piece of facial mask.
Emmanuel dialed Mackenzie’s number twice, but no one answered the
call. What is she up to? Why is she always unreachable during crucial
moments?
“Dear, who are you calling?” Milani noticed Emmanuel’s actions, and she
regarded him with an amused expression. He’s still trying to put on a
show? Does he really think he looks like someone with a wife?
While Emmanuel was stumped, Mackenzie finally returned the call.
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“This is my wife. Let me show you!” He hastily answered, deliberately
showing Milani the screen of his phone.
Once the call connected, Milani indeed saw a woman of extraordinary
elegance on the other end of the video call.
Although Mackenzie had deliberately put on a facial mask, her graceful
figure and innate distinguished temperament still managed to invoke
intense envy to surge within Milani.
“Emmanuel, how dare you have dinner with another woman behind my
back!” Mackenzie perfectly played along without waiting for Emmanuel to
speak.
“Darling, don’t misunderstand! This is my last blind date. She suddenly
wanted to see what my wife looks like, so I was just fulfilling her wish,” he
quickly explained.
Milani was already dumbfounded at that point.
Never in her wildest dream did she expect Emmanuel to be really married.
Even the house his wife lived in appeared to be very high-end.
“Oh? Are you trying to show off your wife?” A hint of smugness flashed
across Mackenzie’s eyes, but she swiftly resumed her queenly demeanor
and ordered coldly, “Drive my Maserati and come back home at once!”
“All right!” Emmanuel agreed and was about to end the call.
Alessandra hurriedly lunged forward, forbidding him from disconnecting
the call and snatching the phone in agitation. “Mackenzie, long time no
see! You look like you’ve lost weight. When are you free to come home? I’ll
make you some nutritious soup to nourish your body.”
Emmanuel and Mackenzie might be putting on an act, but Milani could tell
Alessandra was being utterly sincere. Could that gorgeous lady genuinely
be her daughter–in–law?
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Mackenzie felt an inexplicable sense of warmth in her heart.
She had eaten some of the tastiest and most expensive foods, yet none
had ever made her feel this way.
All in all, she could tell Alessandra truly doted on her!
“Maybe next time, Mom!” Mackenzie replied.
“What did you just say? What did you call me?” Alessandra blurted out
excitedly, eyes almost brimming with tears.
Oh, my gosh. Even though Mackenzie came home with Emmanuel
previously, she barely spoke to me and never once called me ‘Mom.‘ I was
so worried that she disliked me and didn’t want to acknowledge me as her mother–in–law… I can’t believe she’s finally addressing me properly!
Emmanuel began wagging his eyebrows at Mackenzie, hoping she could
repeat herself and make Alessandra happy.
Mackenzie, however, was ready to change the subject. It had felt natural
earlier to call Alessandra “Mom,” but to have her intentionally repeat it
would be somewhat embarrassing. “How about next month? I’ll find time
to drop by again!”
Thankfully, Alessandra was considerate enough to stop probing, but she
still couldn’t hide the enthusiasm in her voice. “Sure, sure!” she exclaimed.
“Let me know the day, and I’ll prepare your favorite foods in advance!”
Oh… Just the thought of seeing my daughter–in–law again fills me with
joy!
A sigh escaped Mackenzie’s lips as she suddenly recalled Emmanuel’s
words. D’mn it. If he and I got a divorce, would his mother be able to take
the blow? Argh! I hate how this feels…
“All right, then. I’m hanging up now!” she quickly added before ending the
call.
Meanwhile, Roselynn stared at the dumbstruck Milani and chuckled. “Ms.
Zimmerman, if you don’t mind, you can be my brother’s mistress instead!
Haha!”
Milani instantly turned red, so angry and ashamed that she just wanted to
dig a hole and hide in it.
Argh! I can’t believe Emmanuel got himself a wife! Furthermore, it sounds
like she’s the kind of woman who has wealth, beauty, and brains…
“I’m heading home, Ms. Zimmerman. Do you need a lift?” Emmanuel asked,
though only out of politeness. After all, it was much too awkward for him to
stay behind.
A smirk crept across Roselynn’s face. Oh, come on. I know Milani’s
thick–skinned, but she can’t possibly still want to cling to Manny, can she?
To her horror, the latter did just that as she nodded shyly. “Yes. Please
send me home.”
Roselynn stared agape, her eyes nearly popping out of her head. What the holl? Has Milani no shame at all?
Emmanuel, on the other hand, remained unfazed. In fact, he’d be surprised
if Milani had rejected his offer instead.
Sure enough, Milani began exploring the Maserati as soon as she stepped
into it, clearly having no regard for whom the car belonged to.
She even went so far as to take selfies, and judging by her character, it
wouldn’t be surprising if she secretly posted them on Instagram.
“Emmanuel, how old is your wife?” Milani suddenly asked.
The man froze momentarily. “Why do you ask? Wait a minute… Are you still
interested in me? How many times must I tell you I’m a pauper? My wife
doesn’t share her money with me, and this car belongs to her,” too. I’m
only driving it for a few days.”
“Quit yapping, will you?” Milani said coldly. “Just answer my question.”
“She’s twenty–seven!”
Upon hearing that, Milani blanched. What? Mackenzie intentionally put on a facial mask earlier, so even though she had a great figure and beautiful
skin, I still pegged her as an old lady. After all, a woman of her status
shouldn’t have any problems maintaining her youthful appearance, so
who’s to say she isn’t already in her forties or fifties? Several celebrities in
their seventies still look like they’re in their early twenties, for goodness‘
sake. A sixty–year–old actress who visited an old folks‘ home was even
mistaken for one of the residents‘ granddaughters!
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Try as she might, Milani couldn’t believe Mackenzie was only twenty–seven
Hg. There s no way I’ll tell her the truth that a secret between me and
None of this makes sense. Emmanuel only eams eighty thousand a year
gratitude to Mackenzie. “Ms. Quillen, thank you for playing along tonight.
she tried, she couldn’t hide the sliver of satisfaction she felt.
I can’t believe it was so easy to win my mother–in–law over. I sure am a
charming daughter–in–law, aren’t I?
“Don’t overthink it. I’m 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
should’ve dealt with him sooner!”
Emmanuel flinched a little before looking at Mackenzie with a stiff smile.
“You already knew about it, Ms. Quillen?”
“Of course. That said, you’d better be on your guard,” Mackenzie warned.
“Gautier isn’t like the clingy women around you. He’s a lot craftier and
Hubert as his scapegoat while he gets away scot–free…
“I know. Please be careful too, Ms. Quillen. Feel free to let me know if you
fighting skills,” Emmanuel proclaimed.
After all, he was a battle–tested 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.
“What? Uncle Emerson has been detained overseas?”
He had never liked his grandfather, and he especially hated his
good–for–nothing uncle, Emerson Cadigan, who only spent his time lazing
Unfortunately, Alessandra was born to a family in Greendale Village that
favored sons over daughters, and marrying off the daughters was nothing
goodness‘ 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
about the venue being too far! I’ll never forget how Mom always tears up
when she talks about this…
Alas, the more Emmanuel thought about it, the angrier he became. Just
Granddad led a group of relatives to our house three years ago and
insisted that Mom pay off Uncle Emerson’s gambling debts of thirty
his sister… Dad had already passed away then, and with me in the army,
Roselynn couldn’t fend off those sc*mbags by herself. Granddad and
Uncle Emerson never thanked us after taking the money, and I can’t
believe they’re 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
“What do you plan to do now, Mom?”
If his mother decided to rescue his uncle, he, as her son, would help her
Despite the pressure exerted by her family, she would not ask her son for
help, nor would she ask her daughter–in–law.
We already owe her too much!
“If Granddad calls you, Manny, just tell him you have no money. They must
not know that Mackenzie own’s a large enterprise, or I’m afraid they would
In fact, her purpose in calling Emmanuel was to put him on his guard, not
“I know, Mom,” Emmanuel assured her.
He had decided not to aid his uncle, who had asked for help one too many
times. Despite being a man in his forties and a father of two, Emerson had
no sense of responsibility: the man would rather show off his wealth
whenever he had money instead of spending it on his children.
and saw how shabbily those two children were dressed. Their parents had
school, they had low self–esteem.
gift worth a hundred thousand to his father which somehow went to
Emerson for launching a business venture, who had lost it almost
As a result, he lost everything and incurred a mountain of debt. Hermann
gave him thirty thousand of her hard–earned savings. Even his sister had
been forced via a guilt trip to give their uncle twenty thousand.
I can’t believe he’s pulling this cr*p again.
Emmanuel had known all along that was who his uncle was–a soul
bath first.
“What’s going on? More girls after you?”
With a smile that looked more like a grimace, he was just about to
This time, he picked up the call.
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“I’m sorry, Granddad. I was taking a bath.”
“A bath? Hmph! I think you know why I’m calling, so you’re avoiding me. I’m
telling you, you can’t hide forever!”
need to resort to that?”
It was not often that Mackenzie saw him like that, so she was curious as to
“You’d better not! Emerson has been detained in South Manchernius, and
hand? Give it to me. Your uncle’s life is at stake.”
Emmanuel laughed. “I’m Uncle Emerson’s nephew, not his father! I have no
obligation to wipe his *ss after he sh*ts the bed. Besides, I have no money
to help him.”
“How dare you, you little sh*t!”
Hermann’s rage erupted. “Your uncle has been a father figure to you since
your father died, and you should treat him like one! How could you stand
treated his grandchildren through his sons well but not his daughter’s
“I will be coming over, so you’d better be prepared with a gesture of
sincerity of at least eighty thousand. If something happens to your uncle,
I’ll haunt you for the rest of your life. Your conscience will never be clear for
as long as you live.”
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