Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 213

Emmanuel was surprised by Roselynn’s declaration, and his heart was

warmed by her display of affection.

She did not do so solely out of affection for her brother but because she

believed they owed Mackenzie too much for her assistance. In Roselynn’s

eyes, it was unacceptable that her brother had never given his wife a nice

present! Therefore, regardless of what transpired, they had to recover the RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

initial six thousand so that he could purchase a gift for Mackenzie.

However, Emerson and Jamison wanted to open their mouths to speak, but

Hermann forbade them. Through gritted teeth, Hermann spat out, “F–Fine!

We’ll agree to that!”

Ultimately, a resolution had been reached.

Soon, Roselynn had lost her appetite because she realized the Cadigans did

not truly remorse for their actions and were only apologizing since they felt they had no other choice. “Alright, then! I’ll delete the post once you pay back every cent.” After uttering this, she dragged Alessandra with her out the door.

Naturally, Emmanuel did not linger a moment longer, and he followed them

closely to ensure they did not encounter any obstacles.

After they had left, Emerson unleashed a string of curses. “Dang it! I should

have killed Roselynn ages ago! They’re so annoying!”

“Yeah! There’s no way Emmanuel can protect her forever. One day, I will kill

her!” Jamison vehemently agreed.

On the other hand, Henrietta was shaken by their mounting anger but dared

not speak up.

Later that evening, Emmanuel received 4,500 from Roselynn. 3,000 was

obtained from the Cadigans, and the remaining 1,500 was from her savings. She requested that he give Mackenzie a romantic gift to strengthen their relationship; otherwise, she would never forgive him. I don’t care how the Cadigans got the money, but I’m having trouble deciding what to get Mackenzie. What does she like? However, he was no fool, and after a night of

contemplation, he secretly called Terence the following morning. “Grandpa, I want to buy Mackenzie a present. I don’t know what she likes, though. Can you give me a few ideas?” he asked.

In the meantime, Terence had been lazing around his home for the past few

days with nothing to do. Hence, when he heard that, he immediately leaped

to his feet in excitement as though his birthday had arrived early. His reaction

startled everyone in the Quillen residence. “Of course I do! You’ve come to the

right person for help!” He then continued without hesitation, “Mackenzie has

always been different. She never liked the color pink, dolls, or toys. This girl is

such a tyrant; her favorite color is royal gold! She will definitely love it if you

give her the golden jade phoenix. You’ll win her heart then!”

Hah… Emmanuel simply ignored Terence’s last sentence. I am only giving her

a gift to express my gratitude for everything she has done for my family. Regarding winning her heart, Grandpa is overthinking. “What is the golden jade phoenix?” His focus was on that important piece of information.

“Haha! It’s very hard to tell you about it now. I do know that there will be a secret auction happening this Friday evening. The golden jade phoenix,

personally carved by the great Thomas Cline, would be auctioned off then. Why don’t you go with me?”

“Well… Okay!” Emmanuel eventually decided it was time to experience more

of the world. While he did not think 4,500 was enough to buy anything great,

he would do anything Terence recommended.

When Terence ended the call, his butler, Alfred Grishaw, walked over. “Sir, Mr.

Cline is one of the greatest master artisans in the country. His works are often

worth millions, if not billions! Emmanuel might not be able to afford it.”

“Haha! Of course! I don’t need you to remind me.”

Terence was in such a great mood that he was grinning even as he hurled

insults. “He might not have the money, but I do. I am willing to pay tens of

billions, let alone a few million. Either way, it’ll go to my granddaughter. I would

not lose out anyway. Hahaha!”

In agreement, Alfred nodded, and he shared Terence’s joy. I have served

alongside him for over three decades and have never seen him smile so

brightly. Evidently, his only desire at the moment is a great–grandchild!

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With the help of an old schemer, Mackenzie’s misandry would be cured.