A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 612

The combination of black and white was seemingly simple. However,

Mackenzie wore the outfit with the effect of top models. Along with her innate

icy temperament, it secretly captivated the male bodyguards around her.

This woman belonged only in heaven!

Mackenzie felt cold, so she wrapped a red scarf around her neck. That

instantly brought a festive atmosphere to the first day of the new year!

“Grandpa, let’s go!” She walked over and wrapped another red scarf around

Terence’s neck.

The old man dressed in a red suit perfectly matched with the festive scarf!

“Haha. Let’s go! Let’s wish our in–laws a happy new year!”

He was in a great mood today. Choosing Hero’s Village as the first stop for

the new year’s greetings was marvelous to him! However, this magnificent

-procession of new year’s greetings frightened the surrounding villagers.

Is this a new year’s greeting or an invasion by the enemy? Many people

secretly followed behind to watch, pointing and discussing among

has such distinguished people as guests?

seen such liveliness during the

the younger generation kept migrating out!

with the route, so she approached

asked, “Excuse me, miss. Happy New Year! Can you tell

the Lowe family

way Mackenzie addressed her made her heart flutter with joy!

the eastern part of the village and

easy to find.

a brick house directly

you.” She nodded and walked

felt that his granddaughter’s way of expressing gratitude was a bit

turned to the elderly woman

to give her

insisted on declining the reward, and

instantly turned cold. This old man!

want to be a

since the Lowe family had returned to the

many years. More and more people were pressing

information about his wife. However, he

Mackenzie,

details to these

Howard appeared again with

“Emmanuel, did Frederick suddenly use you

can’t back down now, right? Seriously,

the spot and stick to it?”

chimed in and agreed. So what if someone did not have a wife? At

receive a few mocking remarks. However, lying was a

the