A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 

As expected of Grandpa, he knows my wife better than anyone else. When 

Emmanuel checked the time, he was surprised it was that late already. 

“Alright, Grandpa, stay safe. Let me know when you get home. Gotta go now!” 

As soon as he finished his words, he quickly went back to his Maserati and 

headed home. He believed Mackenzie had most likely locked the door since it 

was already past 11.00PM. After all, he had been forced to sleep outside a few 

times now just because he had missed his curfew. 

“Haha. What’s wrong with my grandson–in–law? His prowess was unrivaled 

when he was fighting, yet he was afraid of my granddaughter. I guess even a 

tiger can match her in terms of intimidation!” Terence laughed about what 

he said, only to sigh a few seconds later. 

The next moment, Alfred emerged from the darkness in the night and jokingly 

said, “It looks like you’re concerned that Ms. Mackenzie would take things a 

little too far with him. Are you afraid that your grandson–in–law can’t handle 

her?” 

“Exactly!” Terence sighed and reacted with a long face. “Well, you sent four 

men to rob me, so what do you expect?” 

Alfred responded with his head down, “It was all my fault, Old Mr. Quillen. But it 

seems to me you were enjoying the show, though.” 

“You’re technically right, but it was also a little embarrassing. After all, that 

guy just defeated four of my experts, which is going to embarrass the Quillen 

family if word about it gets out.” 

“But what if people find out he is the Quillen family’s grandson–in–law? 

They’re going to think that the Quillen family has grown stronger, don’t you 

think?” Alfred made his point heard, his words resonating with Terence’s mind 

as if he could read his mind. 

“Indeed. That’d be most wonderful! Now, all that’s left is to see whether he 

can handle Mackenzie. If he can, my future great–grandson will certainly be 

such a badass. Haha!” 

By the time Emmanuel drove home, it was already past midnight. When he 

reached the seventeenth floor and tried to open the door to his home, he 

realized it was locked. Damn it! It’s locked! 

He paced back and forth outside the door, seemingly pondering over 

something. Do I have to settle down outside? Or should I give Mackenzie a 

call for her to open the door? In that instant, an idea came to his mind, and 

he decided to call Mackenzie. If the call goes through, she’ll open the door for 

me; if it doesn’t, she is probably asleep, which means she has no intention of 

letting me into the house. If that’s the case, I’ll just sleep outside, then. 

Unfortunately for him, his call went unanswered. Thus, he believed Mackenzie 

must have slept and thought he shouldn’t disturb her anymore. A few 

moments later, just when he was about to make his way to the long bench 

downstairs and settle down there, a bright light suddenly shone from behind 

him. Donning white pajamas, Mackenzie stood at the doorway in all her glory 

and asked, “You wanted me to open the door, but now you’re heading 

downstairs to settle down there?” 

Emmanuel quickly turned around and immediately noticed the unhappy look 

on her face, which made his heart sink. “I’m sorry, Mackenzie! I didn’t know the 

auction would take so long!” 

“Auction?” 

The woman knitted her eyebrows because he didn’t tell her anything earlier 

that night. Thus, she had no idea where he went. When the door was open, 

she immediately noticed the marks and bruises on his arms that indicated