Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 163

Mackenzie was taken aback by the voice, realizing that their undercover

mission in Greendale Village could be jeopardized if their true identities were

exposed.

Maintaining a calm demeanor, Emmanuel responded, “Oh, Remi, it’s you. Just

got off work?”

“Yeah, just finished. I heard some outrageous things about you, Emmanuel.

Your granddad and your cousin vilified you on the internet. They claimed that

you swindled them out of their money and even labeled you heartless for not

helping your uncle. How could they twist the truth so blatantly?”

Mackenzie felt a wave of relief wash over her upon hearing Remi’s words. She

didn’t expect the people of Greendale Village to be so reasonable and

understanding.

“The dividends of Greendale Village were distributed based on the names

listed in the household registry. Your mother retained her status as a villager

when she got married, so it’s only natural for her to receive the annual

dividends. How could they accuse you of conning them out of their money?”

Remi continued, her voice filled with righteous indignation.

light on the motivations behind the slanderous

Hermann and Jamison against Emmanuel and

sum of money each year

construction yards and breeding farms.

this money as an

year to year, usually around seven or

the very least, the villagers would receive a minimum

thousand per annum. Alessandra, being a resident of

a share of

had been unlawfully taking Alessandra’s

thirty years, amassing a

to overlook it until she found herself unable to afford

kidney stones. At that point,

confronted Hermann and his

Alessandra’s rightful share.

and

a little over forty thousand.

Roselynn of

man’s hard–earned money.

and asked,

who helped Hermann

vive

replied, “They are the village’s minions, spreading rumors for

pay, regardless of truth or

their names and

the latter memorized the information

Lexi send some men to have a conversation

these individuals.

on how to extract the truth from those

the tables on Hermann, Mackenzie was

tide turns against

you’re not Roselynn,