Chapter 218


    “It’s gettingte, Emmanuel. We should go home.” Mackenzie turned to


    Emmanuel when she saw Abellyn rendered speechless and trembling.


    At the sight of that, Jayden couldn’t help but feel envious. What kind of


    rtionship does this man have with Ms. Quillen? Is he a personal bodyguard


    or a driver? But he doesn’t seem like either.


    Meanwhile, Emmanuel secretly gave Mackenzie a thumbs up. My darling is


    truly amazing, not wasting a single unnecessary word. In just two minutes,


    shepletely subdued the vicious and cunning Abellyn.


    Moreover, Mackenzie never thought of asking him to persuade Ryder to get a


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    divorce. The final decision would naturally be left to Ryder so that he wouldn’t


    me Emmanuel for any regrets in the future.


    “Well, Ryder, goodbye then,” Emmanuel said, following Mackenzie as they


    -departed.


    “Take care.” Watching their graceful and swift figures, Ryder was filled with


    envy and admiration. Having a wife like Manny’s would make every man in


    the world envious.


    At the same time, Abellyn didn’t care about her parents anymore and quickly


    left the house in a dazed state, hurrying to find her sister.


    When Chloe heard what happened at Ryder’s home, she was also


    incredulous. “Isn’t Emmanuel’s wife too formidable? She actually hired Mr.


    Castro?”


    “Yes! I don’t know what her identity is or how wealthy she is. I’m no match for


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    her at all, Chloe. Only you can help me now.”


    “Don’t worry. I’ll think of something.” While Chloeforted her little sister, she


    wasn’t very confident herself because she didn’t darepete with


    Mackenzie. It seems that I can only speed up dealing with Zane. By then, even


    if she divorced Ryder and couldn’t get much, it wouldn’t matter.


    :


    In the blink of an eye, it was already Friday evening, and coincidentally, Mackenzie had a business


    engagement tonight, so she didn’t need


    Emmanuel to pick her up. Fortunately, he didn’t have much to do at his


    part–time job today, and he got off work at 8.00PM. Of course, Beatrix yed


    a role in this.


    Driving the Maserati, he went to the agreed location and picked up Terence


    before going to the auction.


    He had thought it was a small–scale auction with only one item being


    auctioned. More urately, he had no concept of the environment he would


    be in tonight because he had never been a part of the upper ss. So, after


    he got out of the car with Terence, he was stunned by the pce–like


    building in front of him.


    “Grandpa, did wee to the wrong ce?” He stared at Terence with wide


    eyes. Although he didn’t know what it was like to be in the upper ss, he


    wasn’t stupid. Things sold in buildings that looked like pces were definitely


    beyond his affordability.


    “Haha, we’re at the right ce. Don’t worry. Although it looks fancy, the items


    being auctioned are not expensive at all. Rx.”


    Despite Terence’s reassurances, Emmanuel couldn’t rx. How can I rx?


    Everyone around me is dressed so elegantly. If I had known that tonight’s


    venue was so upscale, I would have at least worn the suit that Mackenzie


    bought for me. I would have felt better. However, everyone assumed that he


    was Terence’s driver, so no one dared to look down on him.


    “Old Mr. Quillen! Wee! How are you?” Soon, someone at the entrance


    recognized Terence and quickly approached. Gradually, more people came,


    squeezing Emmanuel to the side.


    Seeing this scene, he was taken aback. I didn’t know Mackenzie’s grandfather


    had such a wide social circle. It seems like everyone here knows him. Is he


    close friends with the owners here?