Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 86

Mackenzie called Beatrix to have dinner together that night.

To put it more accurately, it was for a drink rather than dinner.

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The establishment they were at was one of the Quillen family’s

businesses. They used to frequent the place for dinner, but it was their first

since Mackenzie had gotten married.

“Is there something on your mind, Mackenzie? Why are you drinking so

much?”

Beatrix didn’t notice something was going on with Mackenzie at first

because the latter was good at hiding her feelings and thoughts.

In other words, Mackenzie never let anything bother her.

After she gulped down the eighth glass of alcohol that night, Beatrix finally

realized something was wrong and that Mackenzie was trying to get

herself drunk.

“I’m fine. It’s just the cold weather. I’m having some alcohol to fend off the

chills,” Mackenzie explained.

This is a problem and a big one at that!

Beatrix knew Mackenzie never cared to explain anything. Thus when

Mackenzie intentionally found an excuse to have alcohol, it simply proved

she was instinctively trying to play it off.

do something bad

to imply that Emmanuel could bully Mackenzie. After

creature on the planet could harass

ever done anything good?” Mackenzie

Emmanuel she knew was an idiot. He would be

and never realized who was the one on

who she was and

where you’re

the thugs at the project site and settled the

Beatrix listed down everything

done.

she didn’t know why she had a stuffy

night. Comprehension finally dawned upon

pointed it out.

like this because of that idiot’s words? No way! How

Mackenzie Quillen! I don’t

Let’s not talk about that idiot

down another glass of

the sharp-witted person she was, Beatrix secretly emptied

the floor after clinking

but didn’t

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with her. She

that night.

helped a drunken Mackenzie leave the building around

at night.

they ended up

thing for controlling

young, but her marriage with

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return to the Quillen residence, and if she didn’t

she would need

night.

we head to, Ms. Quillen?” the driver

car with eight professional bodyguards

the backseat as if she had