After a while, Malcolm withdrew his gaze and walked over elegantly.
Sitting in the car, he leaned back in his seat. He slightly narrowed his eyes and frowned in pain.
He put both hands on his lap, and the wound on his forehead still hurt!
But it was not as painful as the pain in his heart.
Julian started the car and glanced at Malcolm through the rearview mirror.
He was puzzled. He had not seen such a painful expression on Malcolm's face for a long time.
Malcolm, who had always been cold and arrogant, exuded an innate noble and elegant temperament.
It was said that Malcolm was ruthless and decisive! It was true.
If it weren't for their many years of friendship, Julian wouldn't have sat in the same car as him. Few people could stand his powerful pressure.
Julian dared not to say a word and quietly drove.
After a long time, Malcolm calmed himself down and slowly said, "Julian, her name is Lynn."
When Julian heard this, his hand that was holding the steering wheel trembled slightly!
He knew whom Malcolm was talking about.
Malcolm never allowed anyone to mention Lynn, whose full name was Carolyn Remington. Why did he suddenly mention her today?
In Julian's opinion, the reason why people lived tired was that they thought too much. If one's body was tired, one could rest to solve the problem. But if one's heart was exhausted, one's mind would be twisted. Now, Malcolm was like this.
His life purpose was to make money, find Carolyn, and find his mother. Otherwise, he would lose the courage to live.
However, as long as one was alive, one's desire was endless. In this materialistic and competitive world, people had too many difficulties and worries. People must adjust themselves and understand how to choose, persist, and give up.
However, Malcolm had never given up on Carolyn.
It was rush hour, and the traffic was bad, which was annoying!
Malcolm didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and leaned against the leather seat.
Malcolm, the richest man in Fielddell and the chairman of the Lowe Group, was powerful in the business world.
There was a legend in Fielddell that no one should offend Malcolm.
If one accidentally offended him, one won't even know how one died.
It was rumored that he did not let women get close to him. Moreover, he was decisive and cold-blooded.
In just a few years, he had become the most powerful businessman in Fielddell.
Julian looked at the rearview mirror and discovered that Malcolm had calmed down. He smiled and asked, "Malcolm, do you want to have a drink? I've been looking for you for the whole day and I haven't eaten yet."
He didn't talk about Carolyn. It was not the right timing.
Under the dim light, Malcolm nodded slightly. The sunset shone on Malcolm who was dressed in an expensive and luxurious custom-made suit. At this time, he looked more handsome and graceful.
Julian observed Malcolm's expression from the rearview mirror and said, "Let's have dinner in Saffron Spice Kitchen."
"Alright!" Malcolm replied impatiently.
He closed his eyes, but he still looked domineering.
He was thinking about how many hardships a person had to go through to have a peaceful home.
How many times would one have to be hurt to have a sincere person to be at one's side?
After so many years, he was still alone.
Carolyn left him, and his mother also left him.
Carolyn had grown up and must be a beautiful girl now.
It had been eighteen years, and Carolyn was already twenty-four this year.
However, he had yet to find Carolyn.
That was the most sorrowful night of his life. As long as he drank, he would think of that night.
But tonight, he wanted to drink. Even if he had stitches on his forehead, he still wanted to drink.
Most people like Malcolm liked to go to high-end clubs to drink and have fun.
But seven years ago, he was drugged in a club, so he hated that place.
Instead, he liked to go to some high-end restaurants to drink.
Even if he must hold a dinner party, he would choose to hold it in his hotel.
When one started to cherish one's efforts, one would understand the coolness of the world.
The people around him would flatter him for the sake of benefits, and he felt disgusted.
Malcolm let out a deep breath. He looked lonely and helpless.
Marilyn and Roland came to the place where Arturo's piano competition was held.
Roland parked the limited-edition motorcycle downstairs.
Marilyn got off the motorcycle. She glanced at the blood on her dress and frowned.
She said to Roland worriedly, "Roland, look at me. If I go in like this, Arturo will be scared."
Marilyn was more mature and charming than seven years ago.
She used to be a young, innocent, and inexperienced girl.
However, after studying hard for a few years, Marilyn gradually changed. She was elegant and sexy. She was so charming that men wanted to conquer her.
In seven years, she seemed to have become a different person and was so domineering.
Roland took off the helmet, and his handsome face was revealed.
He wore jeans and a shirt with simple patterns, refreshed and youthful. Furthermore, his face looked so charming and smart.
He looked at the blood on Marilyn's white dress with a disdainful expression.
He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, saying, "Lynn, we are already late. It's almost seven o'clock. Arturo's competition has started."
"Then what should we do? The luggage is in the transportation, and there is no clothing store nearby." Marilyn looked at her dirty dress.
Marilyn's mind was racing. She was a fashion designer. This time, she came to Fielddell to work at the headquarters for a month.
She smiled softly. This was not a problem for her.
She looked up at Roland and asked, "Roland, do you have scissors?"
Roland instantly knew what she was going to do. He quickly opened the trunk of the motorcycle and took out a pair of red scissors to hand to Marilyn.
Marilyn held the scissors and put on a confident smile.
She bent down and cut off the part of her dress that had blood on it. It didn't look strange at all. Instead, it made her legs look longer and slender, and she instantly became more charming and sexier!
Marilyn nodded in satisfaction. She could be gentle, bright, and carefree, but she could not be sloppy!
"Lynn, you are an amazing designer. You saved your bloody dress." Roland stared at her surprisingly.
Marilyn returned the scissors to Roland and said with a smile, "Let's go, Roland. We are too late."
"Sure!" Roland quickly put the scissors back.
They trotted into the building, and the elevator happened to be on the first floor. After they entered the elevator, Roland pressed the button for the 26th floor.
As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, the smooth and pleasant sound of the piano let out. Marilyn could tell that it was from her son, Arturo. Arturo was playing the piano. She quickly walked towards the competition area.
It was crowded inside, and many reporters were surrounding the handsome little boy who was playing the piano on the stage. They were taking photos of him.And it was a nationwide broadcast today!Arturo had recently become a famous genius and received the attention of the entire country.Marilyn looked at her son with a smile.Arturo was dressed formally today. He wore a small black suit with a bow. His hair was slightly fluffy and he looked even more handsome and elegant when playing the piano.She had three children, Dominic Chapman, Arturo Chapman, and Laverne Chapman. They brought her endless good luck.She raised the three children without a husband. Most girls couldn't stand it and were even more afraid of gossip, so they would choose to send the children away.When she was pregnant, she was also afraid.But it was only for a moment. She had no family, and she didn't even have many friends.The children in her belly had become her only hope and family, so she chose to keep the c
Malcolm raised his head.But he only saw the host on TV.He casually glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.Seeing Arturo's profile, Malcolm didn't think too much.He suddenly thought of the schedule for tomorrow. He asked, "The design director from the branch will be here tomorrow, right?"Julian smiled and said, "Malcolm, yes. This design director entered the branch company of the Lowe Group three years ago. She has been promoted to the design director of the branch company with her unique design within three years. She's quite excellent. She will help you a lot after she takes over Hannah's job."Malcolm nodded with no expression on his face.The Lowe Group ran various industries.But Malcolm had always been obsessed with the design industry.A warm scene suddenly crossed his mind."Lynn, what do you want to do when you grow up?""Malcolm, is my princess dress beautiful?" Carolyn stood up and spun around with a sweet smile in front of Malcolm. Her beautiful princess dress fluttered u
Marilyn stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time until her calf was bloated.Only then did she turn around and walk towards her suitcase.She opened the suitcase and hung the clothes in the closet.Marilyn liked dresses the most!All of them were designed on her own for herself.They were in the style she liked.After putting all the clothes into the closet, she put her daily necessities into the bathroom.She prepared the clothes for the next morning after everything was done.After taking a bath, she dried her hair. She got on the big bed which was covered with a pink bed sheet. She smiled since she liked its color.She picked up her cellphone on the bedside table.Unlocking the phone, she saw Roland's message.Roland sent a voice message. "Lynn, I will stay in the Fielddell branch of my company for a month. Let's have dinner together after work tomorrow."Marilyn smiled and replied to him."Roland, okay! I don't have any friends here. But why do you stay here f
"Mr. Bowman, don't go too far. I'll be the wife of the president of the Lowe Group." Velma glared at Sergio angrily. She wasn't gentle anymore and looked at Mr. Bowman arrogantly.The former secretary never dared to block her way. But ever since Sergio became the secretary, he had repeatedly stopped her from seeing Malcolm.Marilyn was surprised. She thought, "She's Malcolm's fiancée?"Sergio narrowed his sharp eyes and said clearly, "Miss Remington, I said that you can also talk to me like this when you become the wife of the wife of the president of the Lowe Group. It's almost time for the meeting. Please come after the meeting if you want to see Mr. Lowe.""Sergio, let's wait and see. When I see Malcolm, I'll tell him that you...""What are you arguing about?"Behind Marilyn, an emotionless voice was cold enough to freeze people.Marilyn couldn't help turning to look behind her. She was stunned.He was the cool man that she had saved yesterday.She remembered that and he hadn't eve
The meeting used to be boring, but now under her wonderful description, everyone's attention was attracted by her clear and melodious voice.Finally, Marilyn finished her presentation amid warm applause.Malcolm narrowed his eyes as he looked at Marilyn. He began to admire her because she was one in a million.To be able to become the design director within three years, she really did a good job.Only those talented people who got fairly good at designing and really put a lot of thought into it could draw out such exquisite costumes.His tone was indifferent, "Everyone, take a look at these designs. Do you have any opinions? I have to say I am very satisfied."Malcolm had always been scrupulous in separating public from private interests, and he was very serious about his work.His words meant he believed in Marilyn's ability.Marilyn smiled excitedly. She stayed up all night to draw and design. Now it appeared her efforts have paid off.Everyone shook their heads. They had no objecti
Sergio walked into the office and meaningfully looked at Malcolm, who was immersed in loneliness.Julian told Sergio that Malcolm had been missing Carolyn Remington the whole night.Sergio remembered Carolyn. She was a pretty girl with clear and big eyes.The Remington family and the Lowe family were neighbors. When Malcolm was unhappy, Carolyn would try to make him happy.Malcolm liked her very much. However, it was because of Malcolm that Carolyn disappeared. Nothing could relieve his terrible sense of blame.Sergio walked over to Malcolm and said slowly, "Malcolm, Miss Remington called again and asked when you would be there. She said that the two families were going to discuss your marriage."Malcolm took a glance at Sergio with deep-set eyes and said coldly, "An adopted daughter wants to marry me in place of Lynn. Don't you think the Remington family is ridiculous?"Sergio answered, "Since you don't want to go there, I'll call to refuse her later.""Well." Malcolm became sullen.
As a businessman, Malcolm always put his interests in the first place. Hannah was not coming back. The autumn clothing exhibition needed someone capable.Marilyn looked at Malcolm's scheming expression and wanted to tear Malcolm up.She thought, "What a typical businessman. He's so cunning!"Marilyn quickly thought of countermeasures in silence, but the only purpose of her entering the Lowe Group was to take revenge!The Chambers family and the Lowe Group had always worked together.At the thought of what happened seven years ago, Marilyn felt severe pain in her heart.This position was enough for her to fight against the Chambers family.All these years, she had thoroughly investigated the Chambers family's background. Roland and Jeannie were also secretly helping her. As long as there was a chance, Marilyn could take revenge.After pondering for a while, Marilyn realized something. Malcolm threw the problem back to her because he knew that she needed this job.As Marilyn gradually s
"OK! Lynn, make sure to do a comprehensive investigation before you buy a house. You'd better choose somewhere convenient for the kids to go to school. I have friends over there. I can ask them to help you.""Okay!" Marilyn nodded and hung up the phone. After making up her mind, she felt that it was not so difficult.An hour later, Malcolm's phone suddenly rang.Sitting on the ground, Malcolm was shocked. He quickly got up excitedly to get his phone.After sitting for an hour, his legs had gone numb, and he almost fell again when he tried to stand up.Malcolm put his hands on the desk, raised one leg, and sat on the chair. Ignoring the numbness in his legs, he picked up the phone.His heart was incomparably excited."Hello!" He just said one word, but his voice could not help but tremble.On the other side of the line, Julian said, "Malcolm, Marilyn is twenty-five years old. She majored in design."After that, Julian went silent.Malcolm frowned and asked, "What else did you find out?