Alessandra quickly reached out to support Mackenzie, her expression as radiant as a blossoming


    flower-or perhaps more urately, as the rising sun! She was overflowing with happiness!


    Roselynn also jumped for joy after receiving Mackenzie’s tacit confirmation. “What fantastic news! Both


    the Lowe family and the Quillen family will soon have heirs!


    That was why Mackenzie cherished her friendship with Roselynn. She valued


    Roselynn’s forthrightness, maturity, and unbiased manner of speaking.


    “Mackenzie, when did this happen? Why didn’t Emmanuel inform me? I won’t let that. b*stard off so


    easily!”


    Alessandra, known for her mild temper, now erupted into a rare outburst of anger after realizing that


    Emmanuel hadn’t informed her of such significant news-Mackenzie’s pregnancy.


    “Mom, please don’t me Emmanuel. In truth, I haven’t informed him yet,” Mackenzie


    Interceded,ing to Emmanuel’s defense.


    “What? Why not?”


    Alessandra yearned to delve deeper, but Roselynn immediately signaled her to stay out of the couple’s


    affairs. As a mother, it was wiser not to overstep boundaries; instead, their priority right now should be


    ensuring the well-being of Mackenzie and the baby.


    Grasping Roselynn’s subtle hint, Alessandra understood the significance of respecting the couple’s


    privacy. She turned to Roselynn and instructed, “Guide your oblivious brother to make amends. He


    must make sure that Mackenzie and the child receive the utmost care.”


    “Yes, ma’am!” Roselynn also couldn’t contain her excitement about sharing this good news with


    Emmanuel, curious to see his reaction.


    “Come on, Mackenzie, take a seat. I’ll pour you a ss of milk. It’s essential to drink lots. of milk and


    soup during pregnancy. I’ll prepare some for you tonight…”


    Alessandra couldn’t stop fussing over Mackenzie, carefully leading her to an unupied room where


    she could get the undisturbed rest vital for her pregnancy.


    Mackenzie found herself drawn to this feeling-aforting warmth or a sense of true family connection


    that Felicity Lenoir had never offered her.


    Alone after Alessandra’s departure, Mackenzie consciously avoided excessive phone usage during her


    pregnancy. Feeling bored, she nced around the surroundings and noticed a diminutive figure darting


    out of the yard.


    “Tommy?”


    Mackenzie immediately stood up, her curiosity piqued. Is everyone too busy to take care of Tommy?


    Why is he running out alone?


    Mackenzie discreetly trailed behind Tommy, sensing something amiss with him. Could it be that the


    mind-controlling witchcraft worm within Tommy has been provoked?


    This time, Mackenzie kept her guard up.


    Soon, she found Tommy sneaking out to meet with an ugly man.


    “Haha, is that Ms. Quillen?” ke’s keen perception immediately caught sight of Mackenzie.


    Startled, Mackenzie realized the precariousness of her situation. Knowing there was no way she could


    outrun ke, she mustered her courage and took a decisive step forward, ready to contact Emmanuel


    at a moment’s notice. This time, she wouldn’t fall into the same trap as before.


    Noticing the wariness in her expression, ke raised his hand in a cating gesture.


    “Ms. Quillen, take it easy. I assure you that I mean no harm. I’m just here to see my son, Tommy. He


    came to me of his own ord as well. You can ask him if you me.”


    Mackenzie was taken aback and quickly turned to Tommy for confirmation. She could tell by the look in


    Tommy’s eyes that he wasn’t under control, a stark contrast to theirst encounter.


    “Don’t worry, Mackenzie! Mr. Ugly has changed his ways. He promised me!” Tommy reassured


    Mackenzie.


    “Promised?” Mackenzie narrowed her eyes, torn between belief and skepticism.


    “Ms. Quillen, I ran into Emmanuel yesterday. If he can trust me, I hope you can, too. All I want is to see


    my son.” ke grinned.


    “I’m not your son!” Tommy immediately cut him off. “You promised to stop pretending to be my dad, and


    that’s why I hang out with you. If you lie, I’ll never talk to you again!”


    “Well, you’re not my son. You’re the son of that unpleasant man, and yourst name is Lowe. Is that


    alright?” ke quickly corrected himself, eager to put Tommy at ease.


    Mackenzie observed their interaction and felt that ke wasn’t lying. She and


    Emmanuel shared the same thought: if ke intended to hurt her and Tommy, he wouldn’t have waited


    until now.


    Since ke and Tommy had reached an agreement, Mackenzie didn’t want to disrupt their moment.


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    Quietly, she turned to leave. If she didn’t return soon, Alessandra would surely start worrying about her


    whereabouts.