Destined by One Night: The CEO's Pursuit

Chapter 135

Velma frowned and looked at Hugo. His warning words echoed in her ears.

She understood that in a rich family, the daughter-in-law could not make any mistakes, let alone lose face for the family.

In front of outsiders, wives were all decent. At home, they must be virtuous and have to behave themselves for their husband and mother-in-law.

Velma was waiting to marry Malcolm with great expectations, but she did not expect such a result.

She had always known Malcolm's thoughts. Regardless of whether he would marry and have children in the future, he would definitely not marry her.

Velma was just an orphan. Life would not give her everything she wanted because of her weakness, her forbearance, and catering.

Nobody would care about her thoughts and hardships.

People would only care about whether she was capable and successful. They will not be worried about her unhappy emotions.

Velma said calmly, "I know. You don't have to worry. I will do as you said and wait to marry you."

Without love, money was the best comfort for her. Velma had lived in a wealthy family for so many years, and she knew clearly that there were too many places where money protected dignity.

Hugo finally put on a faint smile. "Velma, we are neighbors. I know you are clever and sensible. Since we have grown up together, I have to pay for your first time. I know you are not happy, but I am not willing, either.

"However, we can't be indifferent to the pressure from our parents. As long as you help the Guillvonne Group, you will always be the wife of the president of Gita Group."

Hugo suddenly thought it through. Even if he did not marry Velma, he would marry a girl from another rich family. Marrying someone he was familiar with was much better than marrying someone he was not familiar with.

Moreover, he could control Velma. If he had an affair outside, Velma would not dare to say anything.

Hugo was not a person who would give up the entire forest for a single tree.

Furthermore, he would not be like Malcolm, foolishly waiting for someone who would never return home.

Velma smiled at him. "Hugo, remember your promise to me today. The hostess of the Guillvonne Group can only be me."

Velma held the phone in her hand and smiled strangely.

From beginning to end, she could not get rid of the temptation of money. She had once sincerely worked hard for love. She had paid, but she did not get a response.

There was a good saying, "If someone overestimated himself and always tried to pluck stars with his bare hands, he would only hurt himself in the end."

Hugo suddenly said, "In a while, your parents and your two brothers will go to my house for a meal. We will get engaged first. As for the wedding date, since we have been busy recently, I will let my mother choose an auspicious day later."

"Alright." Velma nodded. It was a foregone conclusion. No matter how hard she tried, she could not change it.

Those who were not loved would always be in an uproar. And those who were loved would always be in preference.

Velma slowly closed her eyes. As long as Carolyn did not come back, the Remington family would always be her support.

Marilyn returned home and saw Dominic still reading at home.

She put the computer on the table, turned it on, and changed her shoes.

Dominic glanced at Marilyn's computer. "Mom, do you have work to do?"

"Yes! Dominic, someone has touched my computer. I am afraid that something might happen, so I have to come back to work overtime to deal with it." Marilyn looked at Dominic's puzzled face and smiled. When she was with Dominic, she would tell him everything without feeling awkward.

"Has the computer been touched?"

Dominic narrowed his eyes slightly and thought, "Mom's design has always been recognized by others. But because of these designs, Mom also suffered a lot. Even in her dreams, she was talking about the design."

He stood up and said, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to change my clothes. Uncle Roland is coming soon."

"Alright." Marilyn was removing her makeup in the bathroom.

When Dominic returned to his room, he immediately took out his personal phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly picked up.

"Hello! Eta, why are you calling me and not sleeping?" The voice on the phone was hoarse and full of sleepiness.

Because of the time difference, it was late at night on the other side.

Dominic said seriously, "Master, please do me a favor..." Dominic explained his doubts to his master and then hung up the phone.

He changed into a casual suit. Roland called him and was already waiting for him downstairs.

After saying goodbye to his mother, Dominic went downstairs.

Malcolm drove to the place that he had arranged with Julian. Along the way, his heart was unsettled. He wanted to know about Lynn's past, but he did not dare to know. He was afraid that she had lived an unhappy life and he would feel even worse.

But he had no choice but to investigate it. After knowing about Lynn's past, he could be more at ease.

Malcolm headed for a high-class restaurant in Vogue Plaza.

He took elegant steps and entered the private room under the guidance of the waiter.

In the private room, the dishes had already been ordered. Julian and a handsome man in a suit were there.

The man's hair was black and his temples were trimmed short, making him look nimble and capable.

He was Fredrick, Julian's friend.

"Malcolm, you are here." Julian smiled and said, "He is Fredrick, my high school classmate. He lives near the Chamberss."

Fredrick stood up with a smile. "Mr. Lowe, I've heard a lot about you."

Malcolm looked at him and nodded indifferently. "Take a seat."

They sat around the table. On the table, there were all kinds of unique delicacies that emitted a tempting fragrance.

Julian looked at Malcolm and smiled. "Malcolm, Fredrick is a trustworthy person. You don't have to worry."

"Alright," Malcolm responded indifferently. The person he could trust was the best.

Fredrick smiled calmly and looked confident. He didn't understand why Malcolm wanted to know Marilyn Chambers. But since this was a small matter, he was willing to help Malcolm.

Julian smiled and said, "Malcolm, let's talk while eating! Or we can talk after eating."

He complained in his heart, "Who knows what will happen after Malcolm, this madman, hears Marilyn's past?

Marilyn is his life!

When he gets angry, I will have to starve again tonight. For the sake of my health, eating is more important!"

"Alright." Malcolm nodded. His expression was reserved and he said nothing else.

The breeze blew in through the window and brushed Malcolm's hair gently. His black eyes were faintly shining behind his hair, but there was an inexplicable gloom in them.