Chapter 131
Chapter 131
Malcolm, who looked a little better, suddenly changed his expression and asked in a cold voice, "Mrs. Remington, what did you say to Marilyn?"
Debbie sneered, "Malcolm, what do you think? I just warned her not to try to get close to you. Since she has gotten married and had a child, she has to behave herself.
"A few days ago, I saw her being with another man. They were talking happily and looked intimate..."
"That's enough, Mrs. Remington. Marilyn is not the kind of person you are talking about. I know clearly what I am doing. I still have things to do. Mrs. Remington, go back first!" Malcolm interrupted Debbie angrily.
Malcolm's dark eyes didn't show the slightest bit of warmth. His facial features were gorgeous and cold and his coldness made people want to retreat.
He glanced at Velma. The words that he almost blurted out were forced back into his heart.
Velma stood at the side and did not dare to say a word. Malcolm was born with a sense of oppression and Velma was most afraid of it.
It could also be said that her fear came from the inferiority in her heart because she was not the biological daughter of the Remington family.
Debbie looked at Malcolm pitifully and said earnestly, "Malcolm, I want you to be happy more than anyone else. I just hope that your future happiness is true happiness, and it will not be mixed with guilt. Do you understand?"
Lynn was lost. That was Lynn's fate. Debbie couldn't blame all of it on Malcolm. All these years, she had thought it through.
Malcolm took a few steps forward. His expensive shirt and black casual pants accentuated his tall and straight figure.
His eyes were cold, and he said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mrs. Remington. In the future, I will live a happier life than anyone else. One day, I will announce to the world that I am the happiest man in the world."
When Malcolm said this, his handsome face revealed a gentleness that Debbie and Velma had never seen before.
Velma was slightly stunned and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Why did Malcolm suddenly become so confident and happy?
Is there something else that I do not know?"
"Malcolm ... you..." Debbie looked at him in a daze, not knowing what to say.
Malcolm would only have such a happy expression when he mentioned Lynn.
"Mrs. Remington, please go back first." Malcolm drove them away with a gloomy face.
"Mom..." Velma gently held Debbie's arm and reminded her to say another thing.
Debbie suddenly changed her attitude and said with a smile, "Malcolm, can you reconsider your marriage with Velma..."
"Mrs. Remington, in this world, other than Lynn, no one else is qualified to be by my side." Malcolm's cold words struck Velma into the bottomless abyss.
Velma roared in her heart, "Why was it Carolyn again?
Why?
She died. Why does she still interfere in my life?"
Debbie sighed and said in a choked voice, "I can't do anything to you. I will go back first today. Think about this carefully."
Seeing that Malcolm was so persistent, Debbie no longer forced him.
During this period of time, her emotions were changeable. She had forced Jacob to break up with Denise and she even abandoned her own grandson. She just hoped that Jacob could have a better life in the future.
"Mrs. Remington, don't think about it anymore. I have told you many times that I will not marry Velma," Malcolm said word by word.
"Can Velma be any more shameless? She has clearly promised to marry Hugo, but she goes back on her word after a few days."
Malcolm thought and sneered in his heart.
Velma thought that he had not heard their conversation that night.
But all of that was his plan.
Velma heard Malcolm's words and felt a strong sense of humiliation surging through her body.
"Malcolm, I'll send Mom back first. It's time to get off work." Velma was sad, but her tone was still gentle. She pursed her lips and looked at Malcolm expectantly.
Malcolm nodded. He did not say anything, nor did he look at her.
Velma was disappointed. She wanted to see if Malcolm would send them home, but he did not even look at her.
Velma left in disappointment. Just as she went out, she met Sergio, who was about to get off work.
Sergio only nodded at them indifferently. He did not say anything and directly went to Malcolm's office.
As soon as Sergio entered, he felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. He frowned slightly but did not ask anything. "Malcolm, I'll get off work first. Julian called me just now. He asks you to go to LY Bar and he has something to talk to you about."
"Bar?" Malcolm's face was full of disgust. "This bastard. Why didn't he go home to talk about it? Why did he go to the bar?"
"Yes." Sergio nodded and left with graceful steps.
He had something to do recently and could not go with Malcolm.
Malcolm checked the time. He walked back to his desk, turned off his computer, and then got off work too.
He locked the door and walked to Marilyn's office. Marilyn had not gotten off work and was packing up.
Billie had already gone.
Malcolm walked to the door and leaned against it. He put his hands in his pockets and said with an evil smile, "Lynn, you haven't left yet. Shall I send you back first?"
Marilyn looked up and glanced at him coldly. She asked sarcastically, "Is Mr. Lowe so free?"
"Lynn, do you think I'm busy?" Malcolm smiled and asked.
Marilyn put the laptop in her bag and walked out with it.
Glancing at the arrogant Malcolm, she teased, "Mr. Lowe, none of the men is good. Go away. Don't get in my way."
She could not help but think, "After work, can't I vent my anger?
I have tolerated him for a long time. Why did he always provoke me?"
Malcolm smiled and said, "Dominic and Arturo are also men. Marilyn, are you talking about your son like this?"
"It has nothing to do with them. I was talking about a man like you!" Marilyn gritted her teeth and retorted.
"A man like me? What's wrong with a man like me? I am a good man!" Malcolm looked at himself from head to toe.
"Malcolm, don't irritate me." Marilyn could not bear it and said, "Provoking me, a married woman, is not good for your reputation. I will do my work well.
"You can go wherever you want to go and don't always wander around me. My memory will last only seven seconds in front of men. No matter how you try to please me, I will forget you when I turn around.
Marilyn said and was about to go out.
Unexpectedly, Malcolm took a step with his slender legs and blocked Marilyn's way.
His aggressive and cold aura came. And Marilyn quickly took a step back.
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