Chapter 913 I Am Your Wife

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“Old Mr. Quillen, I don’t mean his character.” Alfred rolled up his sleeves.

“Oh?” Terence gradually composed himself, no longer appearing intoxicated. “You mean his abilities?”

“Yes,” Alfred finally expressed. “Each time I meet him, his skills would improve significantly, which is quite unusual.”

“So, do you think he’s superior to you?” Terence asked with interest!

“I don’t know; perhaps he’s just a little more youthful,” Alfred replied modestly, then continued, “Old Mr. Quillen, do you suspect that he might be concealing something about his identity?”

time comes, we will naturally find out. There’s no need to investigate further. I just need to believe in

how the old master had wisdom behind

the other side, Emmanuel entered

quite spacious, almost as large as their residence in Yociam Residence, and

tired. I’ll take a shower first,”

had

Mackenzie undressed, and with her eyes closed, she let the warm

by the mist, seemed to emit a soft, radiant glow. Her gentle curves made her body look like the most perfect piece of art in the world. With the purity of her form, she exuded a

kind of impurity couldn’t be washed away with water,

closed, she could vividly recall the moments when that man had embraced her tightly in the sea, pressed his chest to hers on the shore, and kissed her. Although she hadn’t initiated those actions, they had undeniably happened. She didn’t know how to confess this to Emmanuel or whether she even needed to. She was confused, especially after witnessing Emmanuel’s fierce protection

and how strict she was

while, continually checking the time on his phone. It had been almost an hour, and he wondered what his wife could possibly be doing in there. He knew Mackenzie had a cleanliness obsession, but she had never taken

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