Love At The Wrong Table

Mercilessly, Hermann exposed him.

“I’d just filled my tub up, Granddad. I wasn’t avoiding you. Besides, would I

need to resort to that?”

Emmanuel’s expression darkened.

It was not often that Mackenzie saw him like that, so she was curious as to

what had made him so upset.

“You’d better not! Emerson has been detained in South Manchernius, and

his ransom is a hundred and sixty thousand. How much do you have on

hand? Give it to me. Your uncle’s life is at stake.”

Hermann spoke as if it was a matter of fact.

Emmanuel laughed. “I’m Uncle Emerson’s nephew, not his father! I have no

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to help him.”

“How dare you, you little sh*t!”

Hermann’s rage erupted. “Your uncle has been a father figure to you since

your father died, and you should treat him like one! How could you stand

aside and watch when he’s currently in trouble? You disrespectful little

sh*t.”

Those words drew Emmanuel’s own ire.

He had known who his grandfather was all along–a misogynist who

treated his grandchildren through his sons well but not his daughter’s

children.

Hermann never treated him and his mother with respect, so Emmanuel

had never enjoyed visiting his grandfather.

I can’t believe he has the audacity to call me that.

“I will be coming over, so you’d better be prepared with a gesture of

sincerity of at least eighty thousand. If something happens to your uncle,

I’ll haunt you for the rest of your life. Your conscience will never be clear for

as long as you live.”

After making his point, Hermann hung up without another word.

Emmanuel was seething like a teapot on a boil. Why is my grandfather

such a jack*ss?

“What’s wrong?” Mackenzie asked in concern when she saw how angry he

looked.

We live together, after all. I can’t not care.

Emmanuel told Mackenzie everything.

Mackenzie frowned in disgust as he spoke. With her experience, she

surmised that Emmanuel’s uncle must have been involved in some shady

business to have been detained in northern Manchernius.

Unethical people like that would tear families apart for the sake of profits

and are worse than sc*m. They deserve to die.

Unfortunately, such a person was Emmanuel’s uncle. Furthermore, he

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could not say no to his grandfather, who had personally asked him for

money.

“Then what do you plan on doing?”

Mackenzie was not concerned with his uncle’s life but only with how he

was going to deal with it.

“I don’t have eighty thousand. I wouldn’t give it to him even if I did.”

With his steely resolution, Emmanuel appeared like a different person from

his serene self. “This uncle of mine has never cared for his children for as

long as I remember, much less me and my sister. He always asks my

mother for money and takes our things whenever he visits. We don’t owe

him anything, and there’s no reason for us to make sacrifices to repair his

mistake. We need to eat, too.”

Mackenzie was relieved to hear that.

She was worried that Emmanuel would ask her for money again. Though

she had plenty of it, and that eighty thousand was nothing to her, she did

not wish to spend it on sc*m.

If I bail him out, he may harm many others in the future.

“Then don’t give him a dime. When your grandfather shows up, I suggest

you and your mother ask him for the thirty thousand he borrowed.”

Mackenzie’s suggestion was nothing short of savage.

Emmanuel was stunned by her words.

Though he did not intend to give his grandfather any more money, he

never even considered doing such a thing.

Mackenzie knew from a glance how conflicted he was feeling, so she said,

“People like your grandfather and uncle will not be grateful for the help

you have once given them but will instead hold a grudge against you for

being unable or unwilling to help them now. If that’s the case, you might

as well burn that bridge. Demand for that thirty thousand, and they will

think twice before asking you for money again.”