Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Is something wrong?

Why did Mackenzie seem like a completely different person this evening?

Just what on earth is going on?

“Well… I’ll go along with it as well.” Claudette tentatively held her hand up to

show her agreement.

“Yes! We have the majority. The game is on!” Quintus hurriedly made the

announcement.

He had two goals for the evening.

One, he wanted to get together with Mackenzie.

Two, he wanted Claudette to get together with Emmanuel.

No matter which aims Quintus was after, Emmanuel had no leeway to say no

to the game.

“Very well. Let’s start.”

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Emmanuel’s eyes shone with a sharp glint as he stared at Mackenzie.

He knew she was angry, but so was he.

They were not divorced yet, so how could she agree to drink alcohol with

another man? What if he hadn’t tagged along? What was she going to do

with Quintus?

That was why Emmanuel went along with it. “What punishment awaits the

loser?” he asked.

“Ah, good questions!” Quintus‘ glee intensified. “Of course, we won’t just be

competing about our ability to hold our drinks. We will also be guessing which

alcohol we are looking at. The losing team will have to play Truth or Dare, or

they have to drink a whole glass in one go!”

“Fine. I have no problem with that.”

Once more, Mackenzie did not hesitate before agreeing. Her eyes were

ablaze with competitiveness as she stared back into Emmanuel’s eyes.

In fact, she looked like she was glaring at her cheating husband and his

mistress.

“All right!”

Emmanuel was similarly seething. The way he glared at her would have

others thinking he was looking at his wife fooling around with the neighbor.

Claudette was the one person who felt the most uneasy in the room since

she was the only one in the room who knew everyone in the room and their

relationships with each other.

As expected, the more one knew, the more there was to worry about.

“Good! Let’s start then.” Quintus was so very excited. He had not expected the

evening to go so smoothly. However, what happened next had the evening

slowly spiraling out of his control.

In the first round, Emmanuel’s team lost.

“I’ll drink!” Emmanuel did not even think before downing an entire glass of

liquor that burned its way down his throat.

“Nicely done. You’re great at this.” Quintus did not find Emmanuel’s swift

response abnormal. In his mind, it meant Emmanuel was protecting

Claudette.

Fury burned brighter in Mackenzie’s eyes. How dare Emmanuel protect

another woman when his wife was watching!

Just wait!

In the second round, Quintus‘ team lost.

Before Quintus could react, Mackenzie immediately grabbed a glass of liquor

and downed it in one go as well.

“Ah, you’re good at this, but…” he said hesitantly.

“Shut up. Let’s continue,” she barked back.

She did not want to hear his chatter at all. Her enemies were the two

individuals sitting across the table from her.

She would definitely defeat them tonight.

Claudette knew how competitive Mackenzie was, but something about the

tension in the air felt off.

She was on the same team as Emmanuel, so why did it feel like she and

Quintus were just extras in the room? Were they just background characters

there to support the married couple?

In the third round, Emmanuel’s team lost again.

“I choose truth!” Claudette declared before Emmanuel could even make a

move to grab a glass.

“Alright,” Quintus said.

He then hurriedly asked, “Who is the man you like, Claudette?”

Mackenzie’s death glare was promptly turned to Claudette.

It was time to see if Claudette had the guts to stand firm.

Coincidentally, both of the women in the room were the type who refused to

admit defeat.

Claudette appeared soft and sweet, but she packed a punch. She pursed her

lips and said, “I… I like Dr. Lowe.”

What? Emmanuel’s pupils shrank in shock.

He was a very dense man, especially when it came to emotions and love.

Claudette could have confessed his love to her, and he would still have

assumed she was lying.

After all, the only price for lying in Truth or Dare was just one glass of liquor…

“Really?” Quintus deliberately asked that to encourage Claudette to come on

stronger and to beat into Emmanuel’s mind the fact that she truly liked him.

“I…”

Claudette was about to nod, but the sight of Mackenzie’s murderous glare

and Emmanuel’s lost look made her falter. In the end, she grabbed a glass of

liquor and downed it.

Quintus was frankly the most disappointed person in the room. Why did she

falter? She would rather down an entire glass of liquor than muster up the

courage to nod once.

Although Claudette had drunk the glass of liquor, Mackenzie still scowled at

her.

Hostility burned bright in Mackenzie’s eyes.

Emmanuel finally understood what was happening, however. It seemed like

something major had happened to him. The daughter of the Lenoir family

had actually fallen in love with him.

Why else would she insist on getting him to treat her when her family was so

rich?

There was also that time at the laser tag arena. She had been showing so

many obvious signs…

Ah! He realized that Mackenzie was right. He was an absolute fool. Why did it

take him so long to realize this? No wonder she was angry.