Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 163
Mackenzie was taken aback by the voice, realizing that their undercover
mission in Greendale Village could be jeopardized if their true identities were
exposed.
Maintaining a calm demeanor, Emmanuel responded, “Oh, Remi, it’s you. Just
got off work?”
“Yeah, just finished. I heard some outrageous things about you, Emmanuel.
Your granddad and your cousin vilified you on the internet. They claimed that
you swindled them out of their money and even labeled you heartless for not
helping your uncle. How could they twist the truth so blatantly?”
Mackenzie felt a wave of relief wash over her upon hearing Remi’s words. She
didn’t expect the people of Greendale Village to be so reasonable and
understanding.
“The dividends of Greendale Village were distributed based on the names
listed in the household registry. Your mother retained her status as a villager
when she got married, so it’s only natural for her to receive the annual
dividends. How could they accuse you of conning them out of their money?”
Remi continued, her voice filled with righteous indignation.
Her words shed light on the motivations behind the slanderous accusations
made by Hermann and Jamison against Emmanuel and his family.

Greendale Village would receive a lump sum of money each year for leasing
their land out for construction yards and breeding farms. The village leader
would distribute this money as an annual dividend among the villagers.
The amount varied from year to year, usually around seven or eight
thousand. At the very least, the villagers would receive a minimum of three to
four thousand per annum. Alessandra, being a resident of Greendale Village,
was entitled to a share of the dividend each year.
However, Hermann’s family had been unlawfully taking Alessandra’s portion
for over thirty years, amassing a sum of over a hundred thousand.
Alessandra had chosen to overlook it until she found herself unable to afford
surgery for her kidney stones. At that point, Roselynn took matters into her
own hands and confronted Hermann and his family, demanding the return of
Alessandra’s rightful share.
After several heated arguments and intervention from the village leader,
they were able to recover a little over forty thousand. However, Hermann’s
family was now falsely accusing Roselynn of maliciously taking away the old
man’s hard–earned money.
Infuriated, Mackenzie turned to Remi and asked, “Where can we find these
people who helped Hermann spread those lies?”
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Remi replied, “They are the village’s minions, spreading rumors for anyone
willing to pay, regardless of truth or falsehood.”
She then provided Mackenzie with their names and addresses, and with her
exceptional memory, the latter memorized the information instantly.
Mackenzie planned to have Lexi send some men to have a conversation with
these individuals.
Filled with a plethora of ideas on how to extract the truth from those men and
turn the tables on Hermann, Mackenzie was eager to witness the Cadigans‘
reaction when the tide turns against them.
“Hey, you’re not Roselynn, are you?”
It wasn’t until then that Remi noticed that the tall, slender woman standing
beside Emmanuel wasn’t Roselynn. Curiosity got the best of her and she
asked, “Emmanuel, who is she?”
“Um, she’s my wife!”
Surprised, Remi exclaimed, “Since when did you get married? Why didn’t you
tell me? Hermann even called you useless because you couldn’t find yourself
a wife...”
Remi had a tendency to talk nonstop once she got started.
Mackenzie gave Emmanuel a meaningful look, and he quickly found an
excuse to leave the conversation.

To avoid being recognized, Emmanuel put on a cap and even walked with a
hunched posture, making it difficult for anyone to identify him.
According to Lexi, the IP address responsible for defaming Emmanuel and his
family was traced back to Greendale Village, West Road, House Number 105.
To reach their destination, Emmanuel and Mackenzie would have to pass by
Hermann’s house first.
Hermann resided in a splendid house within the village setting. The two–story
residence they had built for themselves stood proudly on a spacious plot of
land. It was undoubtedly more valuable and impressive compared to
Emmanuel’s modest single–story house.