Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 259

Emmanuel was driving an electric scooter, so there was no way he could

have caught up to Quintus‘ car.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Mackenzie and Quintus were already

seated at the table, loaded with alcohol. The alcohol they ordered was so

costly, with the most expensive glass priced at his entire year’s worth of

salary each.

As expected, Quintus was one of the ultra–rich.

“Haha, Emmanuel! Come, let me introduce you two. This is my idol and best

friend, Miss Mackenzie Quillen.” He then proudly bragged, “You’re lucky, brat.

Ms. Quillen is the goddess of nearly everyone in Yeringham. Most men can

only ever dream of meeting her.”

There was a conflicted twist in Emmanuel’s smile as he silently looked at

Mackenzie. She scoffed and turned away to avoid looking at him.

As Quintus did not know of their relationship, he tried to reassure Emmanuel

and said, “Don’t take it to heart. She’s just that cold. It’s not because she

dislikes you.”

That only intensified Emmanuel’s urge to laugh. After all, Mackenzie actually

disliked him.

However, he did not say a word about his relationship with her to Quintus,

mostly because their relationship was shaky.

Emmanuel chose to sit right across from Mackenzie, making it impossible for

her to avoid looking at him.

Claudette soon arrived. “I’m here!” she cried out as she entered.

“Ah, just in time!” Quintus said with a laugh.

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He was so very happy to see her. Then, he promptly dragged her over to sit

down beside Emmanuel. “Since it’s just going to be the four of us tonight, and

we have equal numbers of men and women, why don’t we have a match to

see who was the best at holding their drink?”

He thought that once they were all drunk, he would stand a chance at

gaining a perfect accident with Mackenzie.

He also knew that Claudette liked Emmanuel. If those two got drunk as well,

she could seal the relationship with one night.

Claudette did mention that Emmanuel was taken, but that did not matter. He

would know just how amazing she was sooner or later. Then, he would dump

that girlfriend to get together with Claudette.

other three individuals in the room blanched

wanted a drinking contest.

worst. He would have no fear if he teamed

with Mackenzie.

intended for the men to go up against the

up for it?”

the evening, Quintus did his best to ensure a great

night.

about to object when he heard Mackenzie coldly

“I’m up for it.”

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that she was the first to go along with the

not the most surprised person in the room; it

Quintus.

Is something wrong?

like a completely different person

on earth

it as well.” Claudette tentatively held her hand

show her agreement.

majority. The game

announcement.

had two goals for the

to get together with

wanted Claudette to get

which aims Quintus was after, Emmanuel had no leeway to

to the game.

“Very well. Let’s start.”

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with a sharp glint as he

knew she was angry,

yet, so how could she agree to drink

What if he hadn’t tagged along? What was

with Quintus?

was why Emmanuel went along with it. “What

loser?” he asked.

Quintus‘ glee intensified. “Of course, we won’t just

our ability to hold our drinks. We will also

losing team will have to play Truth or Dare,

drink a whole glass in

have no

not hesitate before

she stared back into

was glaring at

mistress.

“All right!”

similarly seething. The way he glared

was looking at his wife fooling around with the

the one person who felt the most uneasy

in the room who knew

relationships with each other.

the more there was to worry

so very excited. He had not expected

so smoothly. However, what happened next had

spiraling out of his

the first round, Emmanuel’s team

even think before downing

its

great at this.”

his mind, it meant Emmanuel was

Claudette.

in Mackenzie’s eyes. How

his wife

Just wait!

the second round, Quintus‘

Mackenzie immediately

it in one go

this, but…”

up. Let’s continue,” she barked

want to hear his chatter at all. Her enemies were

sitting across the table