Destined by One Night: The CEO's Pursuit

Chapter 166

Debbie frowned in anger. "Tyrone, what do you think I've become?"

Tyrone looked at her and smiled coldly, "You love to gossip. Malcolm is an adult. He knows what he is doing. Why are you worrying about it?

"Besides, Velma is about to get engaged to Hugo. Do you still want Malcolm to marry Velma?

"Malcolm had always felt guilty about the matter with Lynn, but he was very assertive. He would not lose his life just because he owed Lynn."

"What's wrong with Velma? Why doesn't he like her? He even likes a married woman with two children! Is that reasonable?" Debbie asked aggressively. Anyway, she didn't like Marilyn.

"Velma told me that Marilyn seduced Malcolm. I didn't believe it before. Today, I found out Velma was right."

Tyrone glanced at her and smiled. "Alright, I won't argue with you about it. I have another thing to ask you. Jacob has been very abnormal these past few days and doesn't really like to talk to you. Tell me, did something happen between you two?"

When Debbie heard this, she frowned slightly. "What happened? Jacob is always like that. You know it."

Tyrone narrowed his eyes. She was avoiding his gaze.

He placed the financial newspaper in his hand on the table. He picked up a teacup and took a sip. He lowered his head. After a while, he said, "Debbie, the children have already grown up. Let them make their own decisions about their marriage. Let them walk their own path. We don't need to rely on marriage to make a name for ourselves in the business world.

"We should rely on our ability. That's the most important thing."

Debbie suddenly shouted, "What do you know? Do you know how difficult it is to do business now? Now, in Fielddell, Malcolm can control everything.

"Right now, he has developed all sorts of electrical merchants, online platforms, and sales channels. Our family has not truly stabilized yet and is still in the stage of growth. As long as we take one wrong step, we will lose everything."

"You are just too concerned about these things. Now that the children have grown up, they have their own future. When we are old, we will bring our grandchildren and enjoy our lives. Isn't that good?

"Malcolm's company is a combination of clothing design, product development, promotion, and sales.

"The elegant and fashionable dress that the company produced can make people confident and honorable. Malcolm can do it because of his own ability. We are no match for him."

Debbie disliked hearing Tyrone say such things.

"You're just good for nothing. If Jacob and Darren had such great abilities, would I have to frown?

"What's more, you want to have a grandchild. Look at the two of them. Is anyone married? Each and every one of them makes me worry." The more Debbie spoke, the angrier she became. She glared at Tyrone and stopped talking.

When Tyrone saw that she was angry, he stopped talking. Recently, the conversation between them always ended in this way.

The living room became silent again. Tyrone wanted to read the newspaper, but he suddenly remembered the girl he met that day. The girl was very similar to Marilyn when she was a child. Coincidentally, the surveillance of the restaurant was broken.

He glanced outside and stood up. Regardless of whether Debbie would respond to him, he said, "I'm going out for a while." He walked downstairs.

Debbie's eyes were fixed on his slightly arched back as she wondered, "Was he going out to find Lynn again?"

She was so angry that she roared, "Tyrone, I've told you many times that we wouldn't find Lynn. Why don't you listen?"

Tyrone paused and did not look back. He kept silent for a while. Then, Tyrone said firmly, "No, I will definitely get Lynn back. I will not give up until the day I die."

Debbie looked at his back and her tears flowed.

She had tried to suppress it but she finally burst into tears.

Drops of tears rolled down her clothes.

She said in a tearful voice, "Lynn if you are still alive, come back, please. I miss you so much that I almost go crazy. Lynn..." She cried and fell onto the sofa.

She would cry like this once every six months, and when she missed her daughter, she would cry to vent her pain.

She was worried that her daughter would live a miserable life.

She aged day by day. The girls around her at the same age as her daughter had grown up and got married. She was afraid that she would not be able to see her daughter for the rest of her life.

Tyrone, who was downstairs, heard his wife crying and became more determined to find his daughter.

He drove and went to the restaurant where he met Marilyn.

After Debbie stopped crying, there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She lowered her head and sobbed softly. She looked really sad.

Every time she thought of her daughter, she would cry so hard that she almost blacked out.

In the Lowe's.

Yvonne, who had not gone to work, was sitting at home. In her slender hands, she held a photo of Malcolm, Dominic, and Marilyn sitting together. She had looked at this photo for the whole morning.

She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Marilyn had been very busy for five days with work and moving.

It seemed that Malcolm suddenly disappeared from her world. He did not come over to disturb her. Even when she went to his office, they would only talk about work.

Arturo's work here came to an end, and he went to Goldmere to continue filming.

With Roland's help, she finally moved into the new house she had bought.

Moreover, her mother and daughter had also come over today. She was very excited just thinking about it. She had been working hard all day, just to go home early to see her daughter and mother.

On the first floor of the Lowe Group, the bright marble floor clearly reflected a person.

There stood a six-year-old little girl with a strawberry headband, wearing a miniskirt and a sleeveless white T-shirt. She looked tall.