"Sergio, I'll call Maureen later and tell her about this..."
"Whatever. Debbie. Maureen is a reasonable person. She will not twist the truth because of jealousy."
Sergio's last sentence was very straightforward.
"Sergio, you..." Debbie trembled with anger. She shot Marilyn a glare and then pulled Velma away.
Sergio's attitude suddenly changed when he glanced at Marilyn. He asked with a warm smile, "Where are you going, Marilyn?"
Marilyn smiled apologetically. "Sergio, I want to go to the bathroom. Sorry!"
Marilyn left quickly.
Sergio smiled faintly. He looked at Marilyn's back and narrowed his eyes.
Keeping low key when conducting oneself, one would be more and more stable. While staying high profile in doing things, one would be more and more excellent.
Marilyn was exactly the kind of person who kept a low-key in conducting herself but high profile in doing things.
When she was despised, she could laugh it off and fight back with confidence. She had made the best of life!
Sergio found it a pity that he couldn't stay a little longer. He had something else to do today.
He glanced in the direction where Marilyn had left and curled his lips. Turning around, his slender figure gracefully left.
At the same time, Malcolm and Dominic came over.
But none of them saw each other.
When Marilyn came out of the bathroom, Sergio had left.
She was a little amazed that she saw the other side of Sergio today.
Over the years, she had formed a habit of enriching herself rather than pleasing others. As long as she was capable, she could walk tall.
As for Sergio, he actually smiled today.
What a rare sight!
"Mom, where have you been?" Dominic and Malcolm had waited for a long time but didn't see her come back, so they could only come out for her.
Malcolm looked at her with a half-smile.
He was like, "Marilyn, are you constipated?"
Marilyn didn't reply but held her forehead.
She said, "Sorry, I was delayed by a small accident."
"What is it?" Malcolm frowned and asked.
Just now, he and Dominic were engrossed in choosing the toys. After they bought the one they wanted, they discovered that Marilyn had not returned yet.
"Nothing! Mr. Lowe, let's go back!" Marilyn felt a little guilty. She could not get rid of Malcolm, so she could only hide from him.
When Malcolm heard this, he instantly looked outside strangely. Who had she just met?
"No, Lynn, you promised to let Dominic eat dinner with me. Let's go get something to eat!" Malcolm said firmly.
His deep gaze lazily landed on Marilyn, who was slightly stunned.
No matter who she had met just now, she would have to have dinner with him tonight!
He had stayed with them for a whole day today. He was very happy and must share with them his happiness.
Because of Yvonne's intervention, he had once lost Elvira and indirectly lost Carolyn.
But now, Carolyn had returned! She had even brought back a big surprise for him!
Marilyn looked at him helplessly and asked, "Mr. Lowe, I don't know why you are so interested in a married woman, but today, we..."
"Lynn, you are overthinking." Malcolm suddenly interrupted her with a mischievous smile.
Well...
Would he be interested in a married woman?
Of course not. But if she was a married woman, he would not let go!
The prerequisite was that it had to be her!
He would never let anyone touch his girl.
Marilyn was instantly rendered speechless by his words. It was just a meal. What was she thinking?
She blushed and tried to explain, "I just don't understand what Mr. Lowe is doing."
Malcolm looked at her with his black eyes and smiled meaningfully. "You see, Lynn. That's what I meant you were overthinking. It's just a meal! Nothing else."
Marilyn didn't know what to say.
What the hell?
She just couldn't figure out what he was doing.
No man would pester a married woman, no, a woman with a child, as he did.
How could she ignore his intentions?
Dominic glanced at Marilyn. He was also very curious about what Malcolm was doing.
Malcolm was very good to him, and it seemed that he was deliberately narrowing the gap between them.
Dominic smiled and said, "Mom, Malcolm is right. It's just a meal! Let's get something to eat before we get back."
"Dominic!" Marilyn looked at Dominic in disbelief.
Did Dominic want to have dinner with Malcolm?
"Lynn, it's nothing more than a dinner," Malcolm said, looking at her with a deep smile.
But his smile, in Marilyn's eyes, was always so malicious.
Marilyn took out her mobile phone to have a look at the time. It was almost three o'clock now. Denise would probably open her stall around four o'clock.
She could go there to eat and take a look at Denise.
Marilyn turned to Malcolm and said, "Then I'll take you to a barbecue stall. Mr. Lowe, your treat!"
When Malcolm heard this, his beautiful brows furrowed. "Lynn, are you sure that you want to go to a barbecue stall instead of ripping me off in some Michelin-starred restaurants?"
Marilyn raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Mr. Lowe, how do I dare to do so? You are my boss, OK? Let's go. This way."
After that, she went forward to lead the way. She had never mentioned going to the new house.
Roland had asked someone to help her with the transfer procedure of the house recently, but she didn't want Malcolm to know where it was!
For some reason, she didn't want him to know about it from the bottom of her heart.
She wondered what Malcolm was up to.
Malcolm and Dominic smiled at each other. Seeing that Marilyn did not refuse, Malcolm felt reassured. He talked and laughed with Dominic behind Marilyn.
Meanwhile, Velma had returned home with Debbie.
Debbie was too angry to say a word all the way. She said that she would call Maureen, but she was so furious that she forgot about it.
The Remington's villa was furnished in the European style which was luxurious and comfortable. It was mixed with the essence of European-style decoration. The furniture was all made of Sapele.
With precious marble pillars and reliefs all around, one could see that the decoration was the best of the best. There were golden and luxurious decorations everywhere.
Debbie buried herself deeply in a customized light-yellow luxurious sofa with her eyes closed. She was agitated.
"Mom, have some water. Don't be angry anymore. It's all Marilyn's fault. As long as she appears, nothing good will happen," Velma said as she handed the water to Debbie.
Debbie took the water and said coldly, "I understand who is right and who is wrong. Take a rest. I feel like being alone right now."
Debbie did not look at Velma. After drinking a mouthful of water, she placed the cup on the table and continued to rest with her eyes closed.