A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128 

After Emmanuel sent Mackenzie home, he changed his clothes and 

prepared to drive her Maserati out. 

Before he left, Mackenzie exclaimed, “Wait!” 

She strode toward him before personally tidying his collar and hair. 

Emmanuel was pleasantly surprised because it was the first time 

Mackenzie had done that. 

A few minutes later, she stared at her handiwork with satisfaction. “Now 

you can leave.” 

The person who understood Beatrix the most would always be Mackenzie. 

She didn’t even need to guess why her little sister borrowed her husband, 

which was to use him as a shield. 

Concurrently, a banquet for university students was held in a large 

luxurious room within Draco City Hotel. 

The lights were bright and the atmosphere was lively. 

All attendees were dressed attractively and exuded a vibe of 

youthfulness. 

It was the birthday banquet for Jonathan Verkade, the heir of a branch 

Verkade family. 

Jonathan’s status was, of course, incomparable to Gautier’s, who was the 

scion of the main family. Even Hubert wasn’t a match for his brother, 

though he was still the son of an affluent family. 

Thus, the only men invited to the banquet were those with distinguished 

backgrounds. As for the women, they were either descendants of eminent 

families or absolute beauties. 

At that moment, Beatrix had left the dance floor and sat alone on a bench. 

Her best friend, Elizabeth Lenoir, hastily met up with her after spotting her. 

“Are you returning already, Beatrix? ” 

Elizabeth was Claudette’s twenty–one–year–old little sister. Like Beatrix, 

she was a fourth–year student at Yeringham University. In six months, she 

could either choose to further her studies overseas or join her family’s 

corporation. 

“It’s about time, anyway. I’ve already asked someone to pick me up,” 

answered Beatrix with an excited smile. 

“Is it your family’s driver? You’d rather have them drive you home than 

Jonathan?” Elizabeth was curious. 

After all, not only was Jonathan a scion, but he was also a famous figure in 

the university. Countless women loved him. 

“He’s not my boyfriend. Why do I want him to take me home?” Like her 

older sister, Beatrix disliked the Verkade family’s sons. They’re all either 

hypocrites, douchebags, or rakish. I ask Emmanuel to pick me up because 

there’s a chance a random driver won’t be enough to dissuade Jonathan 

from bothering me tonight. 

At that moment, the door to the hall was pushed open. An elegantly 

dressed, charming man strolled into the building, instantly attracting 

many people’s attention. 

“Look at him! He’s so handsome!” 

“His well–built figure is totally my type.” 

“Is he here for the banquet, too? Why don’t I recognize him?”