Chapter 486
McKenzie knew about the Hahn family very well. It was the only family in the country that had been listed as the ‘Ceramic Family’ and ‘National Heritage’. They had refined techniques, and the ceramics they produced were customized for the royals all over the world. Their products were limited as they were all hand-made, thus the buyers had to wait in-line.
Anthony’s grandmother was a big fan of the Hahn family-she would have people queue up for her every year just so she could buy a ceramic from the Hahn family for her collection. If Charmine did return to the Jordan family, got hold of all of the family shares along with half of the Hahn family’s assets, Anthony’s grandmother would favor Charmine tremendously and would give her full support on Charmine being with Anthony. McKenzie was trying to make sure the Bailey family knew about Charmine, but after she overheard the Jordans’ conversation…
It turned out that Charmine had such a powerful identity – McKenzie could not let down her guard. She had to separate Anthony and Charmine before the Baileys knew about Charmine’s existence.
Mckenzie marched away hastily from Royal Hospital, calling Miranda after getting into the car. “Any news on the search for Annabel?” “Madam, I was just about to call you. Hurry, come to Ocean Palace. I’ll wait for you at the back door,” said Miranda excitedly. “Go to Ocean Palace right away,” instructed McKenzie to the driver.
The Ocean Palace was the only luxurious seafood restaurant in Burlington. All of the seafood was freshly airfreight to Burlington, and the seafood was taken as per request.
The car pulled over at the back door of the restaurant. Miranda opened the car door and sat inside. She said to McKenzie, “Madam, look at who’s inside.”
McKenzie looked through the glass window and noted that the car was parked at the back of the kitchen of the Ocean Palace. Inside the kitchen, a weak figure knelt on the floor with a brush, brushing the fresh prawns. Her hair was tied to a ponytail as she wore a white cap. She dressed like a maid; a low-classed maid.
“You still remember me?” McKenzie put her hands on her waist elegantly, eyeing down at her sharply. “If you remember me, why’d you come back?”
“I…I’m sorry. I’m sorry…? Annabel put down the brush instantly. She stood up and kept bowing to her apologetically. “After I took your money, I went abroad to accompany my Grandma for her treatment, as you’ve arranged. However, five years ago… Five years ago, Grandma died, and her only wish was to be buried in Burlington. She didn’t want to be buried in a foreign ground.
“I came back with my Grandma’s ashes, merely wanting her to rest in peace… I don’t wish for anything else…”
“If so, why are you still in Burlington after five years? Does it take five whole years to bury your Grandma? Hmm?” McKenzie glared at her threateningly from above, her words insulting and intimidating
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