Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 228

As expected of Grandpa, he knows my wife better than anyone else. When

Emmanuel checked the time, he was surprised it was that late already.

“Alright, Grandpa, stay safe. Let me know when you get home. Gotta go now!”

As soon as he finished his words, he quickly went back to his Maserati and

headed home. He believed Mackenzie had most likely locked the door since it

was already past 11.00PM. After all, he had been forced to sleep outside a few

times now just because he had missed his curfew.

“Haha. What’s wrong with my grandson–in–law? His prowess was unrivaled

when he was fighting, yet he was afraid of my granddaughter. I guess even a

tiger can match her in terms of intimidation!” Terence laughed about what

he said, only to sigh a few seconds later.

The next moment, Alfred emerged from the darkness in the night and jokingly

said, “It looks like you’re concerned that Ms. Mackenzie would take things a

little too far with him. Are you afraid that your grandson–in–law can’t handle

her?”

“Exactly!” Terence sighed and reacted with a long face. “Well, you sent four

men to rob me, so what do you expect?”

responded with his head down, “It was all my

to me you were enjoying the show,

right, but it was also a little

my experts, which

if word about it gets

people find out he is the Quillen family’s

going to think that the Quillen family

made his point heard, his words resonating with Terence’s

he could read his

wonderful! Now, all that’s left is

Mackenzie. If he can, my future great–grandson will certainly

such a badass. Haha!”

time Emmanuel drove home, it was already

to open the door to his home, he

was locked. Damn

outside the door,

Do I have to settle down outside? Or should

door? In that instant, an

call Mackenzie. If the call goes through, she’ll open the door

asleep, which

that’s the case, I’ll just

for him, his call went unanswered. Thus,

have slept and thought he shouldn’t disturb her anymore. A

later, just when he was about to make his way to the long

a

at the doorway

wanted me to open the door,

to settle

around and

face, which made his heart sink. “I’m sorry, Mackenzie!

take