A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 38

“What’s the matter? Are you going to check up on me

from now on, Ms. Quillen?” Emmanuel casually joked.

After all, Mackenzie had never asked him where he had

gone in the past.

Mackenzie clenched her fists involuntarily, but she

released them the next moment and said with a grim

smile, “I don’t have time to check on you. I just wanted

to let you know that you are not permitted to return

home after eleven in the future, even if you are dating

another woman. Otherwise, just don’t come back!

Understand?”

Emmanuel found it odd as he nodded. Why do I keep

feeling that she meant something else? But I didn’t go

out with any woman tonight!

Mackenzie felt even more upset when she saw that he

made an excuse to avoid answering her question. It

looks like this man is truly hiding something from me.

Sure enough, men are trash. They are primitive

animals that can’t control their lower body!

However, after having that thought, she felt that it was

not right. Although he’s having an emotional affair, he

hasn’t done so physically, so he’s not considered a

failure to control his lower body. Even if I wish to expose

him in front of Grandpa, I don’t have any evidence at

the moment.

Ding!

Ding!

Just then, Mackenzie received a few messages on her

phone.

She assumed it was for work, so she took out her

phone without any hesitation.

Only after unlocking the phone screen did she realize

that they were images sent by her sister.

All of them were photos of Emmanuel and Roselynn

chatting and acting intimate at the banquet earlier

that night!

Emmanuel glanced at the photos inadvertently and

immediately froze.

It took a while before he spoke. “Didn’t you say you

don’t care who I was dating? But you sent someone to

follow me and take pictures?”

Mackenzie lifted her head and looked into his eyes. To

her surprise, she did not know how to explain it.

“I didn’t arrange this!” she responded after a long while.

However, after explaining, she felt that something was

wrong again. An icy glint shone in her beautiful eyes,

and her embarrassment turned into anger. “How dare

act so intimate with another

married?”

woman I love the most!

attending the

sounding amused.

“You…”

the urge to kick him viciously away at

that moment.

judge a book

actually so shameless!

said that he loved another woman

front of his

if you arranged it!”

saw Mackenzie was truly

said frankly, “However, please

next time. This one

videos of

of phone

“Your sister?”

taken aback. She suddenly felt a little

embarrassed.

sister misunderstood and went to spy on

up making

my

angry about it…

right. Her name is Roselynn Lowe.

her ID card?”

that, he unlocked his phone, which

of

“How boring!”

look at it and turned around, 4

slip

embarrassed

am I? The indifferent CEO of Terence Group,

publicly acknowledged

If the news of tonight’s incident spreads,

someone

way, Ms. Quillen. Are you related to

Yeringham, the Quillen

leave, but Emmanuel

by asking that question.

must find out the truth!

over her shoulder but did

especially

simple glance at her

beautiful. If it was

be a stunning blockbuster that

hearts flutter

the big

to look calm

I went to the banquet

that the eldest daughter

the Quillen family, was

Group belong to the Quillen family? You

could you be related to

found it oddly amusing. I can’t believe

identity. That’s strange.

of accomplishment? It’s like

Werewolf game where one gets a thrill from

hiding one’s identity and securing

victory.

we are related!”

What kind of relation?”

“She’s my boss!”

“Uh…”

turn

felt

to trick him back. We’re even

he suddenly let out a sigh. “Thank

from that family,” he said.

want me to be the richest man’s daughter?”

was Mackenzie’s turn to be curious. He doesn’t

rich? Is it

Emmanuel said

pressured when I get along with you

feel pressured?”

wanted to know

he was with

t

pressured if

honestly. “If you

man’s daughter, I may be

when getting along with

not that big, and

I might still be able to catch up