"That guy said something inappropriate about Emma. George got mad and thrashed him."
"Who is that guy?" Rachael frowned.
"I don't know, but I think he is someone Emma knows." Without waiting for her reply, Andrew said, "I think whatever George did was right. If someone would say anything inappropriate about my wife in front of me, I would have done the same thing, maybe worse."
Just then six seven men entered the mansion. All of them were carrying a pile of neatly packed boxes.
"Keep them on the table," Yuri instructed them.
When Rachael saw them, she inquired, "What are these?"
"Our wedding gifts." Andrew got up and picked up the utensils they had used. "Why don't you go and check them out first, I'll join after washing the dishes."
She nodded and made her way towards the living room.
"Madam," Yuri greeted Rachael when she approached him.
