Chapter 36
Chapter 36
“Ms. Beatrix, we should keep a distance from each
other and maintain the boundaries with the opposite
gender. Where are you bringing me?”
Finally, Emmanuel couldn’t stand it anymore and
shoved her away.
He was utterly confounded. How did she know me?
“How could you possibly utter such a vile statement?”
Beatrix jeered, her voice dripping with disdain. “It’s
nothing short of repulsive!”
To Beatrix, physical appearance was of the utmost
importance when selecting a partner. She thought
Emmanuel was attractive, and she had also learned
about his valorous accomplishment from Mackenzie.
Mackenzie had relayed to her that Emmanuel’s swift
action enabled the Terence Group’s project to
continue moving forward without a hitch. These factors
combined to give her a very positive impression of him.
However, when she saw him flirting with Roselynn
behind her sister’s back a while ago, her favorable
impression of him disappeared into thin air.
Earlier, she showed up to help Emmanuel upon
receiving Lexi’s report as he was Mackenzie’s husband.
“What are you talking about?” Emmanuel asked with a
frown.
He was asking her to make herself clear.
“What else? You’re married, right? How could you even
think of flirting with someone else behind your wife’s
back? That’s outrageous!” Beatrix exclaimed with her
hands on her hips.
However, Emmanuel wasn’t interested at all in her
curvaceous body. He was amused and didn’t bother
taking another look at her.
“Why are you laughing?” Beatrix demanded.
It was time for Beatrix to demand an explanation. If his
explanation wasn’t satisfactory, she would definitely
make him pay.
Members of the upper–class society in Yeringham
were well acquainted with the Quillen sisters. One was
an ice queen, and another was known for her fiery
temper.
No one had the capacity to calm Beatrix’s temper Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
when she was in the throes of a furious outburst.
“You’re funny.”
Emmanuel finally deigned himself to look at her. “I
don’t know how you figured out that I’m married, but
you don’t even know that Roselynn is my real sister. Are
you saying that I’m flirting with my sister?”
“Huh? She’s your sister?”
Beatrix gaped in disbelief upon realizing that she had
just embarrassed herself.
I wanted to help Mackenzie catch her husband in the
act and then teach him a lesson for cheating on her. It
turns out they are siblings! Oh, how embarrassing!
“But you don’t look like her!” she insisted.
“Who says siblings must resemble each other?”
Emmanuel was too lazy to explain that he shared the
same physical features as their father, with Roselynn
mirroring their mother’s appearance. No one would
guess they were siblings with their physical
appearances.
“Who are you, though? How are you related to
Mackenzie?” he inquired.
“Huh? You don’t know who I am?” Beatrix was filled with
a strange sense of excitement and was intrigued when
she realized that he had no idea who she was.
I’m his sister–in–law, but he doesn’t even know it. This is
unbelievable!
Emmanuel didn’t seem like he was lying, so Beatrix was
certain that her sister had been keeping things a
secret from him, particularly those relating to their
family.
“I know who you are. You’re Beatrix Quillen, from the
Quillen family. What I would like to know is how you are
related to my wife,” Emmanuel stated curiously.
“Well, I won’t tell you anything. You can guess the truth
yourself!” Beatrix stuck her tongue out and turned to
leave.
Fortunately, Mackenzie and I have totally opposite
characters. He doesn’t know that we’re siblings.
Emmanuel knitted his brows. They both share the
same surname. Could it be that my wife is related to
the rich Quillen family?
After chatting briefly with Emmanuel, Beatrix returned
to the top floor and found Mackenzie.
Mackenzie had a productive discussion with a
business owner. After she promised to enter into a
collaboration, the owner expressed his gratitude and
left happily.
Those who had the privilege of partnering with the
Quillen family from Yeringham were exceptionally
lucky as they would be rewarded with an abundance
of wealth.
“Mackenzie!” Beatrix greeted and approached her.