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Chapter 84
Emmanuel did not check who sent him the message since he was driving.
Mackenzie, however, accidentally glanced at the screen and was taken
aback.
The message wrote: Emmanuel, you have my support. You only need to
pluck up the courage and pin Mackenzie down to have your way with her.
If you can give me a great-grandchild and let them have “Quillen” as their
last name, I’ll give you all my life savings!
Mackenzie was rendered speechless when she read the message.
How can there be such a grandfather in the world? How dare he persuade
Emmanuel to take advantage of me by using his life savings as bait? His
life savings are worth at least tens of billions! Impossible! I won’t allow that
to happen! If Emmanuel finds out about this, he’ll definitely come onto me
like a hungry beast!
“What’s wrong?”
From the corners of his eyes, Emmanuel noticed that something was
wrong with Mackenzie. In an instant, his curiosity was piqued. He wanted
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtto know the contents of the message.
“Don’t you dare look over here!” Mackenzie threatened.
However, Emmanuel was not one of her obedient subordinates. He
argued, “Ms. Quillen, don’t you think you’re too much? That’s my phone.
The message was sent to me. So why won’t you let me read it?”
“I said no!”
Mackenzie wanted to delete the message. Unfortunately, she did not know
the password to Emmanuel’s phone.
“Give me your password!”
Emmanuel chuckled. “Ms. Quillen, we’re just a married couple in name.
Previously, you said I can still have my freedom after getting married.
What’s going on now? Why do you want to check my phone?”
Mackenzie was at a loss. She had no choice but to try being unreasonable.
“Just give it to me. Why do you have to spout so much nonsense?”
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“I can give it to you, but you must first let me check the message!”
Emmanuel pulled the car to the side of the road and held out his hand,
wanting to take back his phone.
He had no secrets. Mackenzie could check whatever she wanted after he
read the message.
Mackenzie furrowed her brows. She did not want to give him back his
phone.
“Ms. Quillen, you are invading my privacy right now.” Emmanuel was
assertive.
Mackenzie gritted her teeth before she threw the phone at him.
Fortunately, Emmanuel was quick to respond. He swiftly grabbed the
phone. This woman looks standoffish, yet sometimes still acts like a wild
child.
He unlocked his phone and tapped on his messages. After reading
through the message, he could not help but burst into laughter.
“Don’t you dare have funny thoughts! Let’s go home!” Mackenzie said
angrily.
Emmanuel shrugged and put down his phone before driving back to
Yociam Residence.
Mackenzie did not speak a word to him as they traveled home. Once they
arrived, she speed-walked to the door and wanted to slam it shut to lock
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEmmanuel outside.
However, Emmanuel was fast as he blocked the door from closing. Anger
was boiling within him as he could not help but retort, “You’re being
ridiculous! It’s your grandfather who sent the message! You’re making it
seem as if I really want to pin you down and have my way with you. Have
you ever wondered how much effort it would need for me to be aroused
by your icy expression?”
Mackenzie retreated to her bedroom and did not come out for a long time.
Of course, Emmanuel would not go in to comfort her either. It was true that
their relationship had not progressed that far, and he did not do anything
wrong.
Ultimately, it was just a marriage in name. If Mackenzie did not kick him
out, all other matters were not a big deal.
The evening soon came, and Emmanuel went to the kitchen to prepare
dinner.
The moment he came out, he was greeted by the sight of Mackenzie
sitting on the couch in the living room. She was tapping her fingers
impatiently on the arm of the couch. There were some papers on the
glass table before her, and beside them sat a pen.
“Come here and sign this.” Mackenzie beckoned him over.
“What is it?”