Destined by One Night: The CEO's Pursuit

Chapter 187

Yvonne wondered if Elvira had died or gone abroad since there was no news of Elvira for the past six or seven years.

Elvira might not come back again for the sake of the safety of Malcolm and her daughter.

Yvonne thought that it was Elvira's weakness and incompetence that had allowed Yvonne to take her place.

That was why she had successfully stolen Guillermo and became Mrs. Lowe.

"Meghan, call the family doctor for Yvonne," Guillermo instructed.

"OK!" Meghan nodded as she let go of Yvonne's arm and turned to make the call.

As for Guillermo, he helped Yvonne back to her room.

Malcolm got into the car with burning anger. After he got in, he glanced at the second floor of the villa with an extremely cold gaze.

Julian also quickly got into the car and started the engine to leave immediately.

Malcolm did not want to stay any longer here!

After he got the car on the road, Julian couldn't bear it anymore but complained.

"Malcolm, no wonder you were unwilling to go home when you were young. We all know that you have had a hard time. I just didn't expect it would be so uneasy!"

Julian looked at Malcolm through the rear-view mirror and felt deeply sorry for Malcolm when he came to see Malcolm's gloomy face.

Every time when Malcolm was going back to Lowe's villa, he was unwilling to bring his friends with him. Now that Julian had followed him back, he didn't refuse Julian.

He was just back to pick up some things and was about to leave soon, so he did not expect such a thing to happen.

Malcolm leaned his head against the back of the seat. His eyes were slightly closed, and his face was full of coldness. There seemed to be a hint of exhaustion in his eyes. His jaw trembled slightly.

"Malcolm, are you really going to keep enduring like this? Maybe Yvonne also doesn't have Elvira's whereabouts." Julian couldn't help but ask. He couldn't wait to give Yvonne a lesson!

However, Malcolm was still scruple because of Elvira.

Malcolm remained in the same position and did not speak.

"Malcolm, if you want Elvira to live safe and sound, follow my instructions. If you make me angry, none of you will live." Yvonne's vicious words echoed in Malcolm's mind.

"She knows!" Malcolm suddenly said in a hoarse voice.

His company had just gotten on the right track these two years. He now had the ability to find Elvira!

Right now, they were also doing their best to investigate. Malcolm believed that there would be news soon!

Julian almost stepped on the brakes.

"Malcolm, have you never told your father about these?"

"He doesn't believe it!"

This sentence made Julian speechless and sad.

He had seen what happened that day. Guillermo had always thought that Malcolm was particularly rebellious and did not listen to him. He had always had a prejudice against Malcolm.

"Damn it!" Julian angrily cursed.

"Julian, we've already found Lynn. Next, use all our connections to secretly search for Elvira's whereabouts.

"I will also remind Bertha not to return home recently.

"Bertha has been looking for Elvira these years, but she has never been able to find her.

"Every year, Elvira would send me a gift, but I couldn't find the address. Every time we got an address, we failed to find her there. I suspect that someone was secretly helping Elvira, but it wasn't Yvonne. She wouldn't be able to erase all Elvira's tracks."

Malcolm would receive a birthday present from Elvira every year, but she had never shown up!

Every year on his birthday, he had always been looking forward to receiving a birthday present. While he had never been able to find a trace of Elvira!

This was something he hadn't had an answer until now.

But all these were his suspicions. There was no conclusive evidence.

"But who could it be? Haven't we been looking for it all these years? That's so strange. There shouldn't be any trace at all. Just like Lynn."

Speaking of Marilyn, Julian suddenly remembered something. "By the way, Malcolm. Who is Lynn's mother? She was raised by the Chambers family and was the biological daughter of Debbie. Where did that unknown mother come from?"

Malcolm's cold eyes suddenly opened as coldness seemed to have wrapped him up.

"I have no idea!"

As Marilyn was mentioned, Malcolm's lips curved into a smile that contained faint loneliness. Helplessness seemed to have climbed up the corner of his lips. In his restless soul, it seemed that there was a deep longing for Marilyn.

He missed her. He would be happy even with only a look on her.

Malcolm closed his eyes slightly again. What was Marilyn doing at this time?

Would she be cleaning the house?

Thinking of the scene of her cooking for him in an apron in the kitchen, Malcolm felt happiness fill his heart.

"Malcolm, are we going home now?" Julian asked.

Julian had decided that wherever Malcolm wanted to go at the moment, he could go there with him.

"Let's go home!" Malcolm wanted to go to Marilyn, but he was afraid that she would refuse him.

"Alright, let's go home!" Julian listened to his determined tone and sneered. A faint smile appeared on his lips. He glanced at Malcolm. Then the smile on his face gradually turned icy-cold.

"Malcolm, tell me. You've never allowed us to accompany you in before and every time you went back to the Lowe's villa, you came out with rage. Did you quarrel with Yvonne every time you go back?"

Malcolm said coldly, "None of your business."

Right. Every time he went back, something would happen. He was already used to it, and even a little numb.

Yvonne's goal was very simple. She wanted to drive him out of the Lowe family completely and let Hugo and Meghan inherit the Guillvonne Group.

"I am just worried about you, OK?" Julian said angrily.

Julian couldn't help but think, "Damn it. Every time I spoke out my concern for him, he just got me angry!

I care more about him than my parents! So ungrateful!"

"You'd better care about your future wife!"

Malcolm looked out of the window. On his almost pale face, there was a pair of cold eyes that were deep and serene. His unusually handsome side profile was even more defined under the sunlight. It was incomparably tough.

It seemed that the dark days wouldn't last long.

Julian instantly stopped talking. Malcolm had just stepped on his sore spot.

Jeannie didn't talk to him these days. Was he too much? Or was Jeannie too busy to talk to him?

The messages he sent out also got no response. Obviously, he still had a long way to go!

On the way back, the two talked no more.

After returning to the villa, Julian knew what Malcolm wanted to do.

He turned on his laptop when Malcolm gave him the card. Then he quickly connected it to the laptop.

Julian poured two cups of tea over, planning to sit down and enjoy it slowly.