Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 97

Fortunately for him, Hubert was another imbecile who knew alarmingly

little. Thus, he relaxed his furrowed brow before giving a great guffaw of

laughter. “Just as well. I can gift it to Mackenzie!”

He was convinced she would be moved by his sincerity in sending a batch

of local supplements to her the day before and following up with another

batch of overseas products.

Thus, his mind was made up. Hubert left once again to procure another

bouquet of roses and arrived later that day at the entrance of Yociam

Residence to intercept Mackenzie on her way back from work.

If he was being honest, he found it strange as well. Why would Mackenzie

live here instead of at the Quillen residence?

Unfortunately, nobody would tell him the truth, so he contented himself

with the inference that it was closer to her office. A workaholic like

Mackenzie would undoubtedly want to shorten her commute.

At that moment, Mackenzie pulled up in her Bentley.

“Mr. Verkade is here again, Ms. Quillen!”

The driver announced Hubert’s arrival when he found him standing at the

door.

before ordering coldly,

it and dash in!”

“Yes, Ms. Quillen!”

order, the driver

called upon catching sight

the man screaming himself hoarse,

much as a

Mackenzie in the car

stopped him.

security team ever since her assault

it impossible for anybody to get close

”

implored the guard to hand

arrived home from his part–time job

gifts and the bouquet of

is going

What the h*ll

the roses away and had given the gifts to

Is this a deja

opened the door and found Mackenzie in

1. on. Incidentally, her gaze swept over, and she saw the items he was

hauling in.

promise you I’d thrown them

no idea how they

an impulse to laugh at

to withhold the truth from him, she wondered

cursed. I’ll leave it to you

“Uh… all right!”

agreed. Then, he took a

his common sense exceeded Shawn’s and Hubert’s, he