Destined by One Night: The CEO's Pursuit

Chapter 102

Julian looked at him and nodded, "Alright, I'll go now. This is your lifelong wish. Today, I'll settle it, and then I will not have to serve you anymore."

Julian found it more horrible to see Malcolm like this than to see a ghost. He felt his heart might not be able to take it.

Malcolm's reaction this morning dumbfounded him.

He got up. No matter how tired he was, he had to satisfy Malcolm first. Only then could he enjoy his life.

After Julian left, Malcolm sat on the leather chair. His deep black eyes were delighted and gentle as if his entire world had come back to him.

At that moment, there was a slight noise coming from the room inside.

He became alert instantly.

He stood up and walked into the room, only to find Velma lying on the soft bed he usually rested on.

Malcolm's face suddenly clouded over.

"Why are you here?" His voice was cold as he glared at her. In the dark eyes, there seemed to be a raging storm.

Velma trembled and curled up in fear.

She didn't know how to explain why she was here. She was stunned by the news she had just heard.

She didn't understand why Malcolm wanted to do the DNA identification of Marilyn and her mother.

"I'm asking you. Why are you here?" Malcolm's angry voice echoed in the office. His cold voice was like a sharp knife that pierced into Velma's heart.

Velma hoped that this was just a cruel nightmare, and everything would be fine when she woke up.

She stood up and looked at Malcolm, her watery eyes full of grievances.

She bowed her head, not daring to look at furious Malcolm. She said in a low voice, "Malcolm, I worked overtime late last night, so I slept in your office."

In fact, she had come early on purpose to enter Malcolm's office while Sergio went to the toilet.

She knew that Malcolm didn't want to see her, but she really wanted to see him.

She was more and more regretful about marrying Hugo.

She came here to see if there was any chance. She really did not want to marry Hugo.

Malcolm looked at her in disgust.

With the exquisite makeup on her face, she did not look like a person who had slept here.

"Get the hell out of here, now!" Malcolm pointed at the office door and roared in anger. At this moment, he completely vented his cruelty and ruthlessness.

Velma shed tears of grievance as she ran out.

She knew Malcolm's temper very well. If she argued with him, it would be worse.

Hearing Malcolm's furious voice, Sergio was about to enter the office to take a look. Just as he opened the door, Velma rushed out crying.

Sergio was a little puzzled. "When did Velma come in?"

He strode into the office, ready to be blamed by Malcolm.

However, when Malcolm saw him, he said nothing.

He walked to the chair and sat down. Picking up his cup elegantly, he took a sip of coffee, suppressing his anger.

Then, he casually looked at silent Sergio and sneered, "Sergio, you literally made such a mistake."

Sergio had always been perfect. He was mature, calm, and reserved. He got all the good qualities.

"Sorry, it won't happen again." Sergio's voice was calm. There was no emotion in it. He looked at Malcolm without any expression.

He had always been elegant and he attracted a lot of attention wherever he went.

Malcolm couldn't do anything about Sergio. Sometimes, he wondered what kind of woman could attract his attention and make him emotional.

He said, "Get someone to prepare a new bed cover."

"Alright!" Sergio responded faintly and turned to leave.

Malcolm looked at his back, aiming the cup at his back, but he didn't throw it out.

He really wanted Sergio to get angry once. He wondered what Sergio would be like when he was angry.

The personalities of the two of them formed a sharp contrast. Malcolm was irritable with a quick temper.

However, it seemed that Sergio would not be angry all the time. No matter what happened, he was always indifferent, and his gaze was always calm.

Malcolm shook his head. He thought that he was cold enough, but Sergio was colder.

"However..." Malcolm narrowed his eyes.

After a while, he took out the phone and called Julian.

The call was quickly connected.

"Hello, Malcolm." Julian drove as he listened to the light music to relieve his fatigue. He felt much better now.

"Julian, Velma overheard our conversation. With her personality, she would definitely not keep her hands off. Now she cannot be in the company. You split the hair into two parts. Send one part to where Velma knows and send the other to Stewart. He will not betray us."

"Alright!" Julian narrowed his eyes as he thought, "Velma actually heard our conversation."

"Wait. How did Velma hear our conversation?" Julian was very puzzled about this.

After all, Sergio was outside the office. He was always impartial and incorruptible.

Julian wondered how Velma heard their conversation.

Malcolm said angrily, "She hid in the office in advance, but we didn't notice it."

"Alright, I understand." Julian nodded. He knew what to do.

"Velma really shouldn't have done this."

Malcolm nodded and instructed, "Get someone to monitor Velma. Don't let her know that Marilyn is Carolyn I have been looking for. Do you understand what I mean?"

When Julian heard this, he pulled a wry face.

He should not have been his assistant, nor should he have been the manager. He should be a detective.

That should be more exciting.

"Alright, I know what you mean. I won't let Velma know."

"This was really troublesome." Julian thought to himself and then hung up the phone.

Malcolm was not even in the mood to work today.

He had been anxiously waiting in the office for the result.

Although he had been sure that Marilyn was Carolyn, the Remington family and he would be at ease in the future if he could get the result of the DNA identification.

That would be great.

He and Carolyn even had children.

Malcolm stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, giggling. His happy appearance was reflected in the bright glass. Happiness was always intoxicating.

If someone were to see Malcolm's appearance, they would be scared out of their wits.