Chapter 1267 Awe
Otherwise, should this news spread, Gautier would face ridicule from others and endure a significant
blow to his reputation.
“Farewell then,” Mackenzie dered, her departure apanied by a resurgence of her Queen of
Yeringham demeanor. With Emmanuel by her side, she found sce, knowing she no longer had to
fear potential attacks from adversaries.
Recent events had underscored for her the importance of having a fighter, even with financial
advantages: Without one, she remained vulnerable to humiliation at the hands of others.
It finally dawned on her why numerous prominent families and CEOs eagerly anticipated the Nuthana
Grand Martial Showdown. Perhaps they all sought skilled fighters to safeguard their interests.
“Emmanuel, are you going to walk away like that?” Ashton’s voice echoed behind them as they exited
together.
“Oh, I suppose you expect me to treat you to dinner?” Emmanuel countered.
“Hmph, I insist you return to the station for a chat. You just assaulted someone in public. Come with
me!” she demanded firmly.
He had no choice but toply with her request.
“Well then, Emmanuel, you go with her. I will attend Ryder’s wedding on your behalf. If you can make it
in time, hurry back.” Amidst Mackenzie’s bustling schedule, she maintained amendable sense of
decency and organization.
Despite her disdain for Ashton, she couldn’t overlook that the policewoman hade to their aid twice.
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Had it not been for Ashton’s timely intervention, Mackenzie might have suffered public humiliation at
Susan’s hands.
“Okay.” He sighed resignedly and left, aware that lingering could be construed as resisting arrest.
Ashton’s intent wasn’t to interrogate Emmanuel but to learn internal strength from this man. After all,
Sage had emphasized the importance of seizing opportunities multiple times. Otherwise, she’d be a
folly if she didn’t take advantage.
Meanwhile, the wedding procession for Ryder led Tia to the Luxoria Hotel, where the event was taking
ce.
Marianne, escorted to the venue, found herself utterly bewildered by the turn of events. She couldn’t
help but wonder, Wasn’t Tia just supposed to attend the wedding? How did she suddenly be the
bride? Have I somehow slipped into a different timeline?
“No, I vehemently oppose this marriage!” She stormed into the dressing room, where Tia sat amidst
preparations. With conviction, she voiced her dissent, “Ryder is not only old and unattractive but now
paralyzed too! You’re my only daughter; I cannot allow you to marry such a man.”
Since divorcing her husband, Marianne and Tia had leaned on each other for support. Marianne even
hoped to climb the socialdder through her son-inw’s assistance. Yet, Ryder fell drastically short of
Marianne’s ideal image of a son-inw, presenting a stark contrast to her expectations.
“Mom, I won’t change my mind about this!” Tia pursed her lips in response to her mother’s disapproval,
her resolve unwavering. “I can feel that Ryder genuinely likes me. Though he may seem clumsy, and
yes, maybe even ugly to some, he has a good heart. I believe he’ll treat me well in the future, and for
me, that’s enough.”
“Pfft, you’re my daughter. How could I not understand you?” Marianne’s excitement bubbled up, and
she blurted out, “You’re practically itching to be Emmanuel’s sister-inw, aren’t you?”
“Pfft, you’re my daughter. How could I not understand you?” Marianne’s excitement bubbled up, and
she blurted out, “You’re practically itching to be Emmanuel’s sister-inw, aren’t you?”
“Well.” Tia’s face flushed crimson in the dressing room, her embarrassment palpable. She mused, How
could Mom say such a thing with others around?
Roselynn entered the dressing room and inadvertently overheard Marianne’sment. “Mrs. Franks,
please don’t worry. I treat Tia like a sister. If she marries into our family, we will take good care of her.””
“But how? Ryder is paralyzed! How can you possibly care for my daughter?” Marianne’s words pierced
the air, igniting an even deeper emotional turmoil.
It wasn’t that she doubted Roselynn’s sincerity, but some individuals were inherently resistant to
assistance, no matter how genuine. Regrettably, Marianne fell into that category.
Roselynn found herself at a loss for a suitable response. Before she could gather her thoughts, a
suddenmotion erupted at the dressing room entrance.
“Ms. Quillen!”
“Ms. Quillen has arrived!”
The arrival of Mackenzie brought a flurry of excitement. The Luxoria Hotel staff greeted her with an air
of reverence and enthusiasm, their demeanor reflecting the grandeur of the moment.
With the dressing room door left ajar, Marianne couldn’t help but be transfixed by the scene unfolding
before her. Witnessing Mackenzie’s entrance, apanied by an entourage of admirers, Marianne
couldn’t suppress her awe. It was a natural reaction, borne of the stark contrast in status between
them.