Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 1201 What Sort of Man Did I Marry?

“Alright!” Emmanuel smiled knowingly and started the car.

Finally, Ashton cautiously walked out of the restaurant, muttering to herself, “Looks like something big is going to happen with this couple tonight.”

After a moment of consideration, she quickly got into her car and contacted the police station. She paid no mind to her still weak body, feeling that the opportunity to repay Emmanuel for saving his life might be approaching.

After approximately half an hour, Emmanuel drove onto the national highway with a fork road at the end of it, a smooth drive all the way.

Just as Mackenzie was still contemplating which route Emmanuel should take, Emmanuel’s phone rang.

“Hello, Grandpa!” Emmanuel answered on speaker, making it convenient for Mackenzie to listen in.

“Emmanuel, where are you? Wally just said you don’t need their escort home.”

“Grandpa, I’m currently taking Mackenzie home! Don’t worry!”

“What? Where are you? I’ll immediately arrange a team of professional bodyguards to meet you!” Terence’s tone

was quite worried. After all, the Holy Fire organization was an international organization with a notorious

couldn’t compare to the Holy Fire organization, but

them.

route to take, but Emmanuel responded, “Grandpa, please send someone to wait

at the entrance of the mountain road

The other was the mountain road. Although it was more dangerous, it was also considered safer, as the enemy might predict that

with his choice, thinking that this seemingly naive man was quite smart when he put

a hundred bodyguards to pick you up!” Terence didn’t dare to be careless; this was about the safety of the Heart of the Sun and his beloved granddaughter. He had to be

by her side and the Quillen family’s bodyguard team dispatched by her grandfather, there shouldn’t be any problems

Bentley would soon exit the national highway and enter

the downstream of the estuary road, Blake guffawed upon receiving the news. “Magnus, you miscalculated! Emmanuel is taking Mackenzie back through another route! You’re

hanging up the phone, Mackenzie’s anxiety alleviated a little more. With Emmanuel by her side and the

Bentley would soon exit the national

near the downstream of the estuary road, Blake guffawed upon receiving the news. “Magnus,

incompetent!”

while, he pushed his glasses and said, “Don’t rush, Blake. You can go take a nap. It’s not time

around, saying, “I’ll take a nap

can sleep until tomorrow morning! Too bad I don’t have a woman to

tonight.”