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Chapter 231
Did she like Emmanuel?
Even she didn’t know the answer to that.
She had set a trial period of six months, anyway. It was still too early to tell.
Claudette smiled. “You have to be careful, then, Ms. Quillen. Good men sell
like hotcakes. What if he found a more suitable woman while you’re still
hesitating and observing him? You might regret it.”
The other women were confused, as they didn’t understand what the two
were talking about.
Lexi, however, was amazed at their lethal exchange of words.
Her impressions of Mackenzie and Claudette were completely upturned
today.
In the past, one of those women was as cold as ice, and men dared not
approach her.
On the other hand, the other woman was gentle and reserved, and she never
had any scandals with men.
Yet, now they were waging a hidden war in public for the sake of one man!
“I couldn’t care less about men who would get seduced by other women at
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe drop of a hat!” Mackenzie responded to Claudette’s words coldly.
“Hah, you have a point.”
Claudette smiled, narrowing her eyes. Her eyelashes were curved like the
crescent moon.
Mackenzie used to admire this woman, but now, she sensed danger coming
from Claudette.
“Help yourself, then, Ms. Quillen. I have something to attend to, so I’ll be
leaving now.”
”
After leaving a polite notice, Claudette left the teahouse.
Mackenzie looked at Claudette’s receding figure. She ignored the others as
she waited for Claudette to leave before coldly making her way out as well.
The others were stunned.
What did she come here for, anyway? She left after just a few words!
Only Lexi knew what was going on, so she hastily went after Mackenzie.
“Ms. Quillen, may I suggest something?”
“Go ahead.”
“With just one sentence, you can have your husband stay obediently at home
instead of fooling around with Ms. Lenoir. Why would you give your enemy
chances?”
“What enemy?”
Mackenzie feigned ignorance as she stared coldly at Lexi.
Fortunately, Lexi was immune to cold looks. She smiled as she continued
teasing, “Is she not your enemy? I heard from Ms. Beatrix that they might
have played late into the night.”
“Who cares if they do it all night long?” Mackenzie said, snorting.
Lexi quickly stuck out her tongue.
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She wasn’t scared of other people because she knew that Mackenzie’s man
was a gynecologist who was also uninterested in other women. When
Mackenzie asked Lexi to test him, he was able to endure the temptation, so
any normal woman wouldn’t be able to seduce a man like him.
However, she felt that Claudette was more charming and patient than her,
so she feared that Emmanuel might commit a mistake.
Mackenzie finally found a man who made her feel special, so if their
relationship ended because of a mistake, Lexi would feel sorry for them.
It was 9.00AM, so there would be another four and a half hours before they
gathered for laser tag.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmClaudette rushed home from the teahouse to change her clothes.
Today was one of the rare days she could go out with Emmanuel, so she had
to choose her outfit carefully.
She frowned as she threw open the doors of the large wardrobes in her room.
There were all sorts of clothes in the wardrobes, and she had so many
clothes that she could hold a mini fashion show.
Claudette was even more spoiled for choice now. She couldn’t decide on an
outfit even after pondering for half an hour.
Finally, her movements attracted the attention of her stepmother, Laura
Newman.
Laura had just woken up, so there was a lazy look similar to a cat’s in her
sleepy eyes. She was wearing a revealing set of pajamas, and her
snow–white skin was extremely alluring. She looked like an 18–year–old girl;
no one could guess her real age.
“What are you cooking up this time, Claudette? You keep trying on clothes
and sighing.”
She wanted to be mad but hadn’t completely woken up yet. She couldn’t
expend much energy into talking, so she sounded like a sexy little stray cat.
She lay on Claudette’s bed, not caring that her thighs were completely
exposed.