Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 1727 Mackenzie Meets Claudette

Only a single person stood in the room. It was a woman rooted to the ground, her gaze vacant and stoic- akin to a finely crafted automaton, devoid of any human emotion.

“Claudette!”

Mackenzie could no longer bear it and quickly approached the figure ahead of her.

Freya, with a swift raise of her hand, prevented those who would have stopped Mackenzie from heading forward.

Mackenzie approached Claudette with ease and gently held Claudette’s hand. Claudette feels warm to the touch, but she looks so cold, as if she’s a living dead.

“Claudette was hanging by a thread when she jumped off that cliff. There was no way she could live, but our organization brought her back with the most advanced technology and medicine from the black market!” Freya explained, preempting any question that Mackenzie had.

Mackenzie trembled, her emotions a swirling storm within. A sense of darkness enveloped her, strangling her with its despair, causing a wave of emotions to rage within her–confusion, anger, and grief.

Lightning and thunder filled her inner world, giving rise to a chaotic symphony of conflicting emotions!

loved was Emmanuel. She never stole or harmed anyone and even sacrificed everything for the one

heal. If fate was at the hands of someone, she swore that she would tear

to herself, she decided to unite with Emmanuel, destroy the

the vibrant woman she once was while

with us and

entendre. While it sounded comforting, it masked her threats

down Mackenzie’s face as she held

by some strange intuition, Claudette’s eyes flicked involuntarily when Mackenzie’s tears landed on the back of her hand. It was as if

again, all she saw was the vacant, stoic gaze from

Holiness, do you want to become a warrior?” came Freya’s abrupt question. She directed the question

her voice laced with confusion. “What do you

are Valois Bloodline’s sole heiress. Even though your mother sealed your elixir field, our current technology enables us to transfer the energy of the Heart of the

her lip. “Where did you

a wise person like yourself wouldn’t need to pose such a question,” replied

idea what the Holy Trinity’s hundred–heir project entailed, but she was also aware that the Lenoir family had always been the Zelinsky family’s lapdog. Not to mention, Freya’s in–laws were the Zelinsky family