What was that have to do with his children?
He felt that Malcolm was showing off to him.
Sergio thought for a while and felt that Malcolm was strange today.
As for the Guillvonne Group, in Yvonne's office, her secretary, Samuel Cyrus, walked in. Samuel was already middle-aged, and he looked friendly. He always smiled.
He was a good-looking man with great taste in haircuts.
However, he looked gloomy.
Yvonne held a cup of coffee. She took a sip, looked at Samuel, and smiled. "Samuel, you seem to be in a good mood. It seems that you have found a lot."
Samuel smiled warmly, "Mrs. Lowe, we might be able to give you a big surprise this time."
Samuel smiled strangely and took out some photos from a white envelope. He handed them to Yvonne and said, "Mrs. Lowe, take a look. You will be very interested."
"Really?" Yvonne took the photos and looked at the three people in the photos. She frowned slightly.
The three people in the photo were Malcolm, Marilyn, and Dominic, who went out to eat together.
"Isn't this Ms. Chapman in his company? Who's the child?" Yvonne frowned.
Looking at the child beside Malcolm, she felt very upset. She wanted Malcolm to have nothing. She would not allow Malcolm to have a wife and son.
She could force his mother not to show up and also make Malcolm have no way out.
However, Malcolm had the help of his three good friends and had been living a good life over the past few years.
"This child is Marilyn's son," Samuel said with a smile.
"What? Marilyn? Is she a married woman?" Yvonne looked strange and thought she was a bit of a miscalculation.
Because of Velma, Hugo was in a dilemma.
Velma went to Malcolm's company to work. Was she still thinking about Malcolm?
She thought about what happened that night, and the only possibility was that Malcolm had set her up.
Even Yvonne didn't know what happened that night. How could Malcolm know? What was wrong?
"Yes. Moreover, Marilyn has two sons. Arturo, the famous child star recently, is also her son. She has twin boys.
I also investigated Marilyn and found that she was a very mysterious person. There was no way to find out her background.
If her son hadn't appeared in Fielddell this time, no one would know that she was married and had children.
After investigating so many people, Samuel was curious about Marilyn's identity.
As long as he searched Marilyn, he would receive computer viruses, as if someone was protecting her.
Yvonne looked at him in surprise and asked, "Even you can't find Marilyn's information?"
"Yes! I can't find it. Malcolm is also investigating Marilyn, and he can't find anything either. Julian has been investigating for the past few days, right?" Samuel said and frowned.
"Is Malcolm interested in Marilyn as well?" Yvonne smiled strangely. She was interested in Marilyn because Malcolm was interested in Marilyn.
"That's right! I only found out today that Malcolm has asked someone to investigate Marilyn. However, Marilyn and the President of the Harrison Group in Goldmere, Roland, are very good friends.."......
Yvonne was shocked after hearing that and said, "it seems that it will not be that simple."
She frowned slightly and crossed her fingers. After a while, she said, "Samuel, continue to investigate Marilyn and see who her husband is. I have heard of Arturo. We'll know who their father is."
Malcolm felt satisfied with Marilyn's design, but he had no idea about their autumn collection.
Her company's designers had yet to design satisfying clothes.
"Good! Mrs. Lowe, I will continue to investigate." Samuel smiled, turned around, and walked out.
Yvonne leaned back in her chair and looked gloomy.
Who was helping Malcolm all these years? She caused one accident after another, and Malcolm survived every time.
It couldn't be Elvira. When Elvira left, she didn't give her anything. Elvira couldn't do that.
She had never been able to find the person who was helping Malcolm.
Yvonne snorted coldly.
Only time will tell.
She had endured all these years and didn't care about wasting a few more years.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Hugo walked in and asked with a smile on his face.
Seeing his son, Yvonne frowned and asked, "What's wrong? What have you done this time?"
Hugo scratched his head awkwardly and smiled sheepishly. "Mom, you know me. It's just the marriage between Velma and me. Dad warned me this morning. I don't know what to do."
When Yvonne heard that, she was quite upset.
"Your father has always been serious. If you don't marry Velma, he won't give the Guillvonne Group to you."
"So I came to you to figure it out. As you can see, Velma doesn't like me at all, and she is now working at Malcolm's company.
Is she trying to embarrass me? Mom, I don't want to marry a woman who doesn't love me." Hugo looked at his mother pitifully.
When Yvonne saw that, she glared at him and said, "Normally, you'll spend your time dating girls. Why is it so difficult for you to deal with Velma?
She doesn't love you. You can make her fall in love with you. All women like sweet words."
When Hugo heard that, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his mother in disbelief, "Mom, I came to ask for your help, not to ask you to teach me to date?
I have many women by my side. Why would I marry a woman who doesn't love me?
Yvonne snorted.
She looked at her son with disappointment and said, "Hugo, you have no choice now! Your father won't cut off his relationship with the Remington family because you don't like Velma."
When Hugo heard that, his eyes narrowed. There was a shrewd look in his eyes. He smiled and asked cautiously, "Mom, I want to know how you got Dad?" When Yvonne brought them to the Lowe family, he was already seven years old, and he was only three years younger than Malcolm.
"What do you mean?" Yvonne narrowed her eyes as she looked at his son and she looked cold.
Hugo didn't know how to say it. Every time he mentioned it, Yvonne would be very angry.
Hugo smiled warmly and said gently, "Mom, don't be like this. I just want to know what happened that year!"
Yvonne glared at him and said, "Hugo, I admit that to get your father, I had used cheap tricks. Why did I want Malcolm to suffer? Because his mother was pushed out of the Lowe family by me."
Yvonne knew that Hugo had always wanted to know about that, but she would not tell him everything.
If she told Hugo, Hugo would think Yvonne was a loser.
That was the last thing she wanted to see. No matter what she did in the future, it was all for Hugo.
"Mom, no wonder he hates you so much. Ever since I came to the Lowe family, I have never seen you talk to each other friendly. Every time you meet, you always have conflicts."
Hugo felt that Malcolm was quite pitiful, but in the Lowe family, only the person who had the last laugh there could get everything he wanted.
With money, one could get everything that others couldn't get.
Yvonne glared at him and said sarcastically, "If I didn't do this back then, how could you have such a rich life now? I had to be strong for you and I have been cursed for a lifetime.
So, you two must not disappoint me.
You should be stronger to prove that you are improving."
Yvonne had destroyed Elvira's life.
It was she who made everything turn out like this today.
"Mom, don't worry. The Gita Group will be ours. I will let you live a good life." Hugo promised happily.
Yvonne was amused by Hugo. She gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hugo, you should suffer and marry Velma so that your father can be at ease. As long as you are engaged, your father won't say anything.
Your father wanted to give the Remington family an explanation, so he forced you to do that."
Hugo nodded in understanding. "Mom, I'll listen to you. After work, I'll pick up Velma and ask her to come to our house for dinner. Dad won't say anything when he sees Velma."
Yvonne smiled with satisfaction and nodded. "Hugo, it is important. You are right to think like this. It is not easy for me to get all this. You have to cherish it.
You can still date other women after marrying Velma."
When Hugo heard that, he thought it was reasonable. As a man, he could easily understand it.
He was angry that Velma did not like him.
"Mom, I know! Then I'll go to work first."
"Okay!" Yvonne saw that his son had figured it out and felt relieved.
"Alright!" Hugo turned and left.
Yvonne sat on the leather sofa. She was gloomy and gradually fell into deep thought.