Chapter 36

“Ms. Beatrix, we should keep a distance from each other and maintain boundaries with the opposite gender. Where are you bringing me?”

Emmanuel, finally unable to contain himself, shoved her away. He was utterly confounded. How did she know him?

“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 paramount when selecting a partner. She found Emmanuel attractive, and she had also learned of his valorous accomplishments from Mackenzie. Mackenzie had told her that Emmanuel's swift action had allowed the Terence Group's project to proceed without a hitch. These factors combined to create a very positive impression. However, having seen him flirting with Roselynn behind her sister's back a while ago, that favorable impression vanished.

Earlier, she had come to help Emmanuel after receiving Lexi's report, as he was Mackenzie's husband.

“What are you talking about?” Emmanuel asked, frowning. He wanted her to clarify.

“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, hands on her hips.

However, Emmanuel wasn't interested in her curvaceous body. He was amused and didn't bother looking at her again.

“Why are you laughing?” Beatrix demanded. It was time for an explanation. If it wasn't satisfactory, she would make him pay.

Members of Yeringham's upper-class society were well acquainted with the Quillen sisters. One was an ice queen; the other, known for her fiery temper. No one could calm Beatrix during a furious outburst.

“You’re funny,” Emmanuel finally said, looking at her. “I don’t know how you figured out I’m married, but you don’t even know that Roselynn is my real sister. Are you saying I’m flirting with my sister?”

“Huh? She’s your sister?” Beatrix gaped in disbelief, realizing her mistake. "I wanted to help Mackenzie catch her husband cheating and teach him a lesson. 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 his father's features, while Roselynn resembled their mother. Their physical appearances gave no indication of their sibling relationship.

“Who are you, though? How are you related to Mackenzie?” he inquired.

“Huh? You don’t know who I am?” Beatrix felt a strange sense of excitement and intrigue at his lack of recognition. I'm his sister-in-law, and he doesn't even know it! This is unbelievable!

Emmanuel didn't seem to be lying, so Beatrix was certain her sister had kept things secret from him, particularly family matters.

“I know who you are. You’re Beatrix Quillen, from the Quillen family. What I’d 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 out her tongue and left. Fortunately, Mackenzie and I have totally opposite characters. He doesn’t know that we’re siblings.

Emmanuel knitted his brows. They shared the same surname. Could it be that my wife is related to the rich Quillen family?

After a brief chat with Emmanuel, Beatrix returned to the top floor and found Mackenzie, who had just finished a productive discussion with a business owner. After promising a collaboration, the owner expressed his gratitude and left happily. Those privileged to partner with the Quillen family of Yeringham were exceptionally lucky, as they would be rewarded with great wealth.

“Mackenzie!” Beatrix greeted her.