Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1622
“Hey, is this Dad?”
To Terence’s surprise, the call connected, and a voice resembling Hannah’s
came through.
“Hannah, why is it you?” Terence asked in surprise. “Isn’t this Mackenzie’s
number?”
“Are you asking about Mackenzie? She’s in trouble.”
“Trouble? What happened?” Terence was stunned.
The voice on the other end, similar to Hannah’s, trembled as she replied,
“Emmanuel made it to the finals of the Grand Martial Showdown, but they
were all assassinated last night.”
“What?!” Terence’s eyes/widened, feeling like he might faint.
“Sir, are you okay?”
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“Old Mr. Quillen, snap out of it!”
Marilyn and Alfred quickly supported him. Alfred immediately gave him a pill.
It took Terence a while to regain his senses.
“Marilyn, what time is it?”
“Sir, it’s four in the afternoon. You’ve been out for 10 hours.” Marilyn said
anxiously. “You seem to be in danger. Shouldn’t we take you to the hospital?”

“No need!” Terence waved his hand, forcing himself to stand with their
assistance. “Alfred, please arrange a flight. We’re heading back to Chanaea
tonight. I need to check on the Quillen family.”
Sure, Old Mr. Quillen.” Alfred nodded and left to make arrangements.
“Sir, I’ll get you something to eat and drink to replenish your energy.”
“Okay.” Terence waved his hand.
Marilyn walked away.
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Terence sat down on the sofa weakly, preparing to rest, but his eyes
suddenly widened.
The coastal hotels, on Octara Island were low–rise, with the beach behind the
balcony.
At this moment, someone climbed up with a weapon.
Their faces were hidden, their eyes filled with malice.
“Alfred! Alfred!” Terence shouted urgently.
However, the assailants were faster than him, rushing towards him with
knives.
Terence was too weak to escape.
“Sir!” In a split second, Marilyn shielded him with her back.
Blood dyed Terence’s face red.

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“Marilyn!” Terence exclaimed.
This was the second time she saved him.
“Sir, take care of yourself!” Marilyn held the assailant’s knife, buying time for
Terence.
Another assailant aimed for Terence’s head.
At the critical moment, a burst of energy knocked him away.
Alfred’s strike sent him crashing into the wall, coughing up blood, and dying
instantly.
“Leave one alive!” Terence kept his composure.
He wanted to know who sent the assassins to kill him.
Alfred nodded and broke the right leg of the other assailant.
Unable to escape, the assailant stabbed himself with the knife, refusing to be
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captured alive.
Approaching him, Alfred checked his breath and confirmed he was dead.
“D*mn it!” Terence couldn’t care less about the assailant. He shook Marilyn
gently. “Marilyn, how are you? Marilyn, pull yourself together!”
Covered in blood, Marilyn weakly opened her eyes, smiling.
“Sir, I might not make it. Before I die, I have one request. Can you grant my

request?”
“Marilyn, you speak! Whatever your request, I will definitely grant it.”
Terence was also excited. Marilyn’s deep affection and loyalty to him made
him unable to betray this girl who had saved his life twice.
“Sir... I... I’m a woman... The biggest wish in my life... is... to have a husband...
Can you... Can you promise me... to be your wife and give me legal status?”
Marilyn said weakly.
“What?!” Terence trembled violently.
Alfred also looked at him in astonishment.