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Chapter 114
Milani instantaneously felt a little self–conscious. Her brain had been so
focused on that idea that she had inadvertently made a slip of the
tongue.
Although Ruby had told her that if she wanted to win over her prince
charming successfully, she had to adhere strictly to the three principles:
persist, be shameless, and persistently be shameless!
However, she found it really hard to persist in being shameless.
“Milani, I know what you’re thinking, but don’t get ahead of yourself!”
Emmanuel once again clarified the situation to her. “Whether you believe
it or not, I’m already married, and that Maserati belongs to my wife, not
me!”
Milani was slightly taken aback but still somewhat skeptical.
If Emmanuel hadn’t rapidly risen in the ranks within Terence Group, why
would any rich and beautiful woman look at him twice?
Emmanuel didn’t care what she thought and continued, “Besides, my
family can’t afford to pay you a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand. I’m
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtalso not rich enough to purchase a matrimonial house and car, so we truly
aren’t suitable for one another!”
Milani, who had been harboring doubts, immediately disbelieved him after
she heard that.
She had come prepared that time under Ruby’s advice and wouldn’t be
easily bluffed by Emmanuel like on the previous two occasions.
Therefore, Milani took the initiative and said, “Dear, material things don’t
matter. It’s great if we have them, but it’s fine even if we don’t. I like you for
you. Didn’t we go on a blind date together? I fully accept you for who you
are!”
Pfft!
Roselynn spat out the food she was chewing again, this time directly onto
Milani’s face. Who helped her come up with these lines? That’s ingenious!
“Roselynn, why did you spray food on my face? Jeez!” Milani wiped her
face in slight displeasure.
Emmanuel didn’t want to waste more time explaining to her, so he directly
video–called Mackenzie, hoping that would make Milani give up.
Meanwhile, Mackenzie looked at Emmanuel’s incoming call with
glimmering eyes, already guessing his intention.
She let the call ring and took out a piece of facial mask.
Emmanuel dialed Mackenzie’s number twice, but no one answered the
call. What is she up to? Why is she always unreachable during crucial
moments?
“Dear, who are you calling?” Milani noticed Emmanuel’s actions, and she
regarded him with an amused expression. He’s still trying to put on a
show? Does he really think he looks like someone with a wife?
While Emmanuel was stumped, Mackenzie finally returned the call.
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“This is my wife. Let me show you!” He hastily answered, deliberately
showing Milani the screen of his phone.
Once the call connected, Milani indeed saw a woman of extraordinary
elegance on the other end of the video call.
Although Mackenzie had deliberately put on a facial mask, her graceful
figure and innate distinguished temperament still managed to invoke
intense envy to surge within Milani.
“Emmanuel, how dare you have dinner with another woman behind my
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmback!” Mackenzie perfectly played along without waiting for Emmanuel to
speak.
“Darling, don’t misunderstand! This is my last blind date. She suddenly
wanted to see what my wife looks like, so I was just fulfilling her wish,” he
quickly explained.
Milani was already dumbfounded at that point.
Never in her wildest dream did she expect Emmanuel to be really married.
Even the house his wife lived in appeared to be very high-end.
“Oh? Are you trying to show off your wife?” A hint of smugness flashed
across Mackenzie’s eyes, but she swiftly resumed her queenly demeanor
and ordered coldly, “Drive my Maserati and come back home at once!”
“All right!” Emmanuel agreed and was about to end the call.
Alessandra hurriedly lunged forward, forbidding him from disconnecting
the call and snatching the phone in agitation. “Mackenzie, long time no
see! You look like you’ve lost weight. When are you free to come home? I’ll
make you some nutritious soup to nourish your body.”
Emmanuel and Mackenzie might be putting on an act, but Milani could tell
Alessandra was being utterly sincere. Could that gorgeous lady genuinely
be her daughter–in–law?