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

it and dash in!”

“Yes, Ms. Quillen!”

the order, the driver raced

upon catching

himself hoarse, Mackenzie

as

following Mackenzie in the car behind hers

stopped him.

security team ever since her assault

for anybody

”

implored the guard to hand Mackenzie his

arrived home from his part–time job and

again the pile of gifts and the bouquet of roses at

What is

the

roses away and had given the

Is

the door and found Mackenzie in

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

hauling in.

you I’d thrown them away yesterday,

quickly. “I’ve no idea

an impulse to laugh at the

to withhold the truth from him, she wondered aloud,

it to

“Uh… all right!”

he took a closer

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