A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 

“Don’t be so polite all the time, can you?” 

Mackenzie liked how Emmanuel would courteously express his gratitude, but 

at the same time, she also felt a little irked over how cautious and rigid he 

was. 

“As I said, a couple is bound together for good and for bad. What concerns 

you concerns me too!” she remarked. 

Wow. How nicely said. What concerns me concerns her too? 

Touched, Emmanuel smiled and claimed, “Ms. Quillen, all of a sudden, I no 

longer wish to divorce you. It would be great if you can remain my wife 

forever.” 

He had thought Mackenzie would reprimand him for indulging in the fantasy 

of being with her. Surprisingly, she muttered, “That’ll depend on your 

performance, you fool.” 

“Huh? What did you just say, Ms. Quillen?” 

She was too soft, so Emmanuel did not hear her well. 

“I said you’re a fool! Is this the right time to talk about such things? Let’s go!” 

“Okay!” 

Emmanuel could only nod his head and swiftly catch up to Mackenzie. 

Soon, the two arrived before a two–story–high standalone self–built house. 

On the first floor hung a large signboard that wrote: Chameleon Studio. 

It had been a while since Emmanuel last visited Greendale Village. Hence, he 

did not know when someone started an IT studio there. 

“Ms. Quillen, what if there’s no one around at this timing?” 

“You fool!” Mackenzie snapped. “Those articles that were badmouthing you 

online are all uploaded at night. Do you think there won’t be anyone inside 

now? Hurry up and knock on the door!” 

“Understood!” 

Emmanuel nodded and knocked the door hard. 

Sure enough, someone came to open the door shortly after. 

“Who are you? What do you want?” 

The one who opened the door was a plump man. He looked like a homebody 

and was reeking of a foul smell from head to toe. As much as Mackenzie was 

wearing a mask, she still could not stand the stench and had to cover her 

nose up. 

“Yenyl Zerway, so it’s you?” 

Emmanuel removed his mask at once, not bothering to keep his disguise on 

any longer. 

He recognized Yenyl. Isn’t this fatso one of Jamison’s friends? I can’t believe 

someone like him is capable of starting a studio! 

“It’s you?” 

Even though Yenyl was good with computers, he only had an average 

mental fortitude. Upon seeing Emmanuel, he immediately shut the door and 

locked it tightly, almost as if he was feeling guilty. 

At that, Emmanuel and Mackenzie exchanged a look. They were amused at 

how Yenyl gave himself away just like that. It was clear he was the one who 

helped Jamison spread those scandals online. 

“Yenyl, don’t blame me for showing no mercy if you refuse to open the door!” 

yelled Emmanuel before he cut to the chase. “You can call the cops now. But 

once the cops get to the bottom of how you deliberately spread baseless 

rumors to defame me, you won’t be able to escape legal punishment!” 

Having visited Greendale Village several times, Emmanuel more or less knew 

about Yenyl’s character–he was big–sized but barely had any guts. 

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. I bet he’s just like 

Jamison, only picking on the weak and fearing the strong. He wouldn’t be