Chapter 167

Chapter 167 “You pathetic fatso!” Emmanuel lifted Yenyl with one hand. Filled with disgust, Mackenzie swiftly grabbed a cup from the nearby table and forcefully smashed it onto Yenyl’s head. Bang!  The cup shattered, and blood gushed from the man’s wounded head. Emmanuel didn’t see his wife’s actions as violent but rather satisfying. He tightly gripped Yenyl and demanded, “How do you know my wife? And when did you start secretly filming her?”  Yenyl was both shocked and terrified! He had no idea whether Emmanuel was telling the truth or not. How can Yeringham’s number one beauty turn out to be his wife?Is the masked woman in front of me really Ms. Mackenzie Quillen from the Quillen family? What’s happening? In his eyes, Mackenzie was an ethereal goddess, far beyond his reach. How could she possibly grace him with her presence?  Besides, all the information on his computer was purchased online. “Emmanuel, don’t waste time talking to him. Teach him a lesson!” Mackenzie commanded, her voice filled with contempt. ” She felt a surge of disgust and, with no bodyguards around, she turned to her husband for help. Understanding his wife’s revulsion and fueled by his own anger at the man’s audacity, Emmanuel wasted no time. He swiftly took charge and punched the man in his face.  Having once been a Wolf Warrior in the Northern Region, Emmanuel was able  to deliver powerful punches. The impact from his punch was far more devastating than the cup Mackenzie had smashed. Yenyl’s cheekbone caved in, and blood sprayed in all directions. “You pervert! How dare you covet my wife! Rot in h*!!!”  Filled with rage, Emmanuel unleashed a series of powerful punches, each one stronger than the last. Fearing he might go too far and seriously injure the man, Emmanuel redirected his lethal blows to the man’s meaty body parts. Despite the altered target, Yenyl still felt excruciating pain. “That’s enough. Don’t actually beat him to death!” Mackenzie reluctantly interjected.  Strangely, she didn’t feel repulsed when she witnessed Emmanuel lose  control and resort to physical aggression on her behalf. In fact, she found it T satisfying. “Well, he didn’t capture anything significant anyway. He can watch if he wants to.” Despite her claims, she still deleted the photos and videos. However, Emmanuel couldn’t help but caution her, “Ms. Quillen, you should be more cautious to avoid being secretly photographed in the future. There are countless despicable men like Yenyl out there!” Upon hearing his words, Mackenzie turned her frown into a smile. “Oh, feeling uncomfortable now, are you?” She meant it as a playful remark, expecting Emmanuel to brush it off. But to her surprise, he nodded earnestly. “Yes, at that moment, it felt like a volcano erupted inside me! I felt so disturbed, and even now, I can’t shake off the feeling!”  “You fool!” Mackenzie chuckled and continued, “There’s no way you can prevent such things from happening. I promise I won’t let other men touch me from now on.”  She was also hinting that the rule applied to Emmanuel too. After all, she was the CEO of Terence Group and the heiress of the Quillen family. As a prominent figure often interviewed by the media, she had to constantly deal with the attention of numerous men in Yeringham. However, the man standing before her remained oblivious to her true identity. When Mackenzie made that remark, Emmanuel felt an immediate sense of relief. She was like a goddess in his eyes, untouched by the mundane world and someone no man could defile. Emmanuel never entertained the thought of trying to seduce her. In fact, he found himself unworthy of her. “Let’s gather some evidence!” he urged. “All right!” Only then did Emmanuel regain his composure and began searching  through Yenyl’s computer for any incriminating evidence. Yeny! had never anticipated anyone delving into his affairs, so he hadn’t taken any precautions. Mackenzie was initially skeptical of Emmanuel’s technological skills. Little did she know that he was surprisingly proficient, as though he had been a former secret agent. Within no time, he managed to uncover crucial information. Not only did he discover that Jamison had paid Yenyl two thousand to post and spread the rumors, but he also found a mysterious account that had been funding Yenyl’s efforts to generate online buzz. Emmanuel muttered in disbelief, “Thirty thousand in a single transaction. That’s quite a substantial amount!” He had suspected that Hermann and his family lacked the resources to orchestrate such a targeted smear campaign. Yet, the question lingered- who was behind this relentless assault on his reputation? After contemplating for a short while, Mackenzie deduced, “It must be the  Verkades!”  One of the trending topics was Hubert’s love confession for Mackenzie. It was peculiar for such a frivolous piece of news to gain much traction, thus arousing the speculation that Hubert had manipulated online traffic, strategically propelling the news to the top of trending lists. However, despite Hubert’s calculated efforts, it became apparent that the public’s attention was largely fixated on the controversy surrounding Emmanuel and the allegations of his unethical conduct. Gautier then immediately provided Yenyl with substantial financial backing to intensify the ongoing controversy and exacerbate the situation. Unfortunately, Gautier left no trace of evidence that could directly implicate him. Mackenzie’s suspicions about his involvement, while likely accurate, remained unsupported for now. Armed with this newfound information, the duo made the decision to leave. While they weren’t prepared to confront Gautier yet, they knew it would be a breeze to shift the narrative and tarnish Hermann’s reputation. “It’s getting late, Ms. Quillen, and Greendale Village is quite a remote location. There are no available taxis in the area. What should we do?” However, as they made their way back, they encountered an unexpected obstacle. This was a trivial matter to Mackenzie. With a simple phone call, she could summon a fleet of drivers to transport her wherever she pleased. However, in front of Emmanuel, she had to feign poverty and conceal her true identity. She couldn’t reveal herself as the daughter of the Quillen family. “You are the man. What do you think we should do?” Mackenzie retorted calmly. “I recall there’s a decent hotel outside Greendale Village. Why don’t we stay there for the night?” Emmanuel suggested without much thought. His recommendation made Mackenzie uneasy as she recalled her grandfather’s message. She couldn’t help but wonder if there were any hidden motives behind his proposal. Hmph! If he dares to force himself on me, I’ll turn him into a eunuch! “What do you think, Ms. Quillen?” Emmanuel asked again when he noticed her lack of response. “I already said you decide! Stop being wishy–washy. Are you even a man?” Mackenzie looked at Emmanuel in annoyance. Infuriated by her response, Emmanuel snapped, “I’m obviously a man! Do you want me to prove it to you?” She didn’t expect such a strong reaction from him. “Sure, prove it to me then!” Emmanuel clenched his teeth and pulled out his identification card, eagerly placing it in front of her. “Take a look! Can you see clearly? My name is Emmanuel, and it states that my gender is male! The country has verified it for me, so never doubt that I am a man again!” Oh… So, that’s what he meant… Although Emmanuel had provided proof of his gender, Mackenzie regarded  Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findηøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. him with heightened disdain, having expected him to provide more direct proof.