Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 619
“Yeah, I’m back.” Emmanuel nodded, responding to the man’s words.
The man’s name was Yosef Harper. Just like Queenie, they were Emmanuel’s
childhood playmates and even sat together in class. Not only that, but the
old godfather had wanted to take them both as disciples, teaching them
literature and martial arts.
Unfortunately, Emmanuel ended up leaving Hero’s Village with his father,
living in Yeringham, and later coming to the Northern Region. It had been
over ten years since they had last seen each other, and they finally reunited
today.
“Yeah.” Yosef nodded with a smile, which carried an intriguing impact on
people.
Firstly, he cultivated himself in literature from a young age under the old
godfather’s guidance, giving him the disposition of a scholar. Secondly, he
was recognized as a handsome man in Hero’s Village, with attractive facial
features and even dimples when he smiled. His charm was quite powerful
among women.
“After all, neither of us married Queenie...” He nodded and continued with a
smile. “Do you remember when we said as kids that we would see who would
marry her in the end?”

The villagers around them instantly became restless, engaging in lively
discussions. Queenie blushed and lowered her head shyly, her cheeks turning
red, while Mackenzie’s originally icy and indifferent face became even more
distant.
Emmanuel immediately tightened his grip on her delicate hand and smiled
dismissively. “Children say whatever comes to mind. No need to bring up
jokes like this.” He was relatively calm about it. After all, he and Yosef were
only six years old back then.
It was just a game of playing house, and a group of boys were discussing it.
He was simply one of them, coincidentally chosen as Queenie’s husband
during the game. He never had any feelings for her, and after the game, he
quickly forgot about it.
However, Mackenzie forcefully pinched his large hand, angrily pulling her
hand away. He endured the pain and glanced at her from the corner of his
eye. Oh, no. Is she angry again?
Seeing this scene, Yosef smiled again and added, “Now isn’t the time for idle
chat. You should join everyone–and worship the old godfather.”
“Alright.” Emmanuel nodded, maintaining his composure.
Frederick, on the other hand, was infuriated, his face flushed. Both Yosef and
Queenie were cunning individuals, just like heartless schemers! They

intentionally brought up such matters before and after to undermine
Emmanuel’s relationship with his wife! How disgraceful!
However, they both casually mentioned it in the context of reminiscing, and
even Emmanuel could not react, let alone him. Moreover, the traditional
ceremony of loyalty and filial piety had already begun, diverting everyone’s
attention.
The younger generation lined up, waiting to bow and pay their respects to
the old godfather. Mackenzie also stood in line with Emmanuel, observing the
unique ritual of the village.
The individual rituals held little reference value, but she observed the ones
where couples worshiped the godfather, which had their own rules and
etiquette. Firstly, they had to wear unique clothing with a filial or loyal plaque
hanging from their chest. Secondly, the posture of men and women when
worshiping was different.
Men/could just bow their heads, but women had to bury their heads on the
ground, waiting for the old godfather to tap their heads a few times,
symbolizing the opening of their wisdom and the future prosperity of their
husbands and offspring.
Although the taps were not painful and were done in the name of blessings,
the dignified Mackenzie could not possibly imitate those women, ending up

with a face covered in dirt. Who am I? Of course, the number one icy goddess
of Yeringham!