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.

glance over before ordering coldly, “Don’t stop.

it and dash in!”

“Yes, Ms. Quillen!”

the order, the driver

called upon catching sight

hoarse, Mackenzie did not

as a

following Mackenzie in the car

stopped him.

ever since her assault that

it impossible for anybody to get

”

guard to

Emmanuel arrived home from his part–time job

again the pile of gifts and the bouquet of roses

What is going

the h*ll

thrown the roses away and had given

reappeared. Is this

Mackenzie in the living

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

hauling in.

you I’d thrown them

“I’ve no idea how they

by an impulse to laugh

withhold the truth from him, she

it

“Uh… all right!”

Then, he took

sense exceeded Shawn’s and