Chapter 126

Emmanuel didn’t know how many hobbies Mackenzie had. However, on

the rare occasion when she was free, she would engage in idyllic

activities, such as tending to potted plants or drawing.

At that moment, she seemed tranquil and divine, much like the first time

Emmanuel met her.

It’s truly a blessing that I can return to a wife like her at home. In an instant,

he felt his weariness had vanished.

“You’re back?” asked Mackenzie without turning her head.

“Yeah. Have you eaten yet, Ms. Quillen?”

Emmanuel always assumed Mackenzie was just an executive instead of

the daughter of a rich family with housekeepers serving her. Hence, he

couldn’t help but worry that she would starve when she was alone for not

knowing how to cook.

“I did. I bought food for you too. It’s sitting in the microwave. If you’re full,

you can throw it away.” The moment Mackenzie finished her sentence,

Emmanuel headed into the kitchen.

He hadn’t eaten anything yet. It was nine at night when he left the police

having instant noodles

she bought

devour the

help but grin. He eats like a

starvation. How unsightly.

him. “Your uncle

days ago. He’s part of

into an

stunned before he turned

reaction, she

him, dreaming of getting rich quickly. Among the eleven

returned to the country. The ransom

hundred and sixty thousand

your granddad made up!”

aback before rage

countenance.

not believe your granddad

I believe you, Ms. Quillen! You’re a

than my granddad!”

settled on Mackenzie’s face after

his expression. “Naturally. I don’t like

she felt guilty.

my

didn’t notice her micro–expressions and

my granddad

raised my uncle to be equally

more thing. My friend working at

something odd about

admission. His name is Jamison Cadigan, and his

is the same as your

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