Chapter 126
Emmanuel didn’t know how many hobbies Mackenzie had. However, on
the rare occasion when she was free, she would engage in idyllic
activities, such as tending to potted plants or drawing.
At that moment, she seemed tranquil and divine, much like the first time
Emmanuel met her.
It’s truly a blessing that I can return to a wife like her at home. In an instant,
he felt his weariness had vanished.
“You’re back?” asked Mackenzie without turning her head.
“Yeah. Have you eaten yet, Ms. Quillen?”
Emmanuel always assumed Mackenzie was just an executive instead of
the daughter of a rich family with housekeepers serving her. Hence, he
couldn’t help but worry that she would starve when she was alone for not
knowing how to cook.
“I did. I bought food for you too. It’s sitting in the microwave. If you’re full,
you can throw it away.” The moment Mackenzie finished her sentence,
Emmanuel headed into the kitchen.
He hadn’t eaten anything yet. It was nine at night when he left the police
station, so he thought about having instant noodles at home for dinner.
Thus, he was surprised she bought something for him.
As Mackenzie watched him devour the takeout she bought in the living
room, she couldn’t help but grin. He eats like a ghost who died of
starvation. How unsightly.
After a while, she approached him. “Your uncle was smuggled to northern
Manchernius thirty–four days ago. He’s part of an online scam, baiting
innocents into an online casino.”
Emmanuel was stunned before he turned to Mackenzie in shock.
Instead of commenting on his reaction, she continued, “There are others
like him, dreaming of getting rich quickly. Among the eleven of them,
seven have successfully returned to the country. The ransom was only
thirty thousand. The one hundred and sixty thousand was just something
your granddad made up!”
“What?” Emmanuel was taken aback before rage colored his
countenance.
“Are you doubting me? Do you not believe your granddad is lying to you?”
“No, no! I believe you, Ms. Quillen! You’re a hundred times more trustworthy
than my granddad!”
A giddy smile settled on Mackenzie’s face after listening to his words and
observing his expression. “Naturally. I don’t like lying, after all.”
Upon ending her sentence, she felt guilty. Despite what I said, I still haven’t
told him my true identity!
Emmanuel didn’t notice her micro–expressions and tightened his fists. This
is exactly the kind of thing my granddad would do! If he weren’t a terrible
man, he wouldn’t have raised my uncle to be equally horrendous, too.
“There’s one more thing. My friend working at a private university in
는
Yeringham noticed something odd about a new student applying for
sponsored admission. His name is Jamison Cadigan, and his father’s
name is the same as your uncle’s!” As Mackenzie spoke, she sent
Emmanuel Jamison’s application form.
In response, Emmanuel gandered at it. Yeah, he’s definitely my cousin,
Jamison. His high school grades are awful, yet he still wants to study at a
private university. The admission fee is exactly fifty thousand, and the
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