When Fredrick heard Malcolm's words, he was very happy. The Horton family would get many benefits from the Chambersation with the Lowe Group.
Although the Horton Group had business dealings with the Lowe Group, it was too difficult to go further. Now, Malcolm promised to have further Chambersation with the Horton Group. Therefore, Fredrick was overjoyed.
...
He felt that Malcolm was so strange.
Why was he so interested in Marilyn?
If Marilyn had been in the Chambers's, she would have been forced to marry a nouveau riche or someone who had business with the Chamberss.
Fredrick knew about how selfish the Chamberss were.
Fredrick said with some concern, "Julian, Mr. Lowe looks angry. Is he okay?"
Julian smiled bitterly and said, "Fredrick, don't worry! He is fine. Malcolm has given me special privileges. In the future, I have the final say in the collaboration between our two groups. If you have any good projects, just look for me immediately."
Fredrick also smiled and said, "Julian, thank you. Although it is immoral to speak ill of others, what I said is the truth. I am not exaggerating."
"I see."
Julian sighed. He had a feeling that the Chamberss would be in great trouble!
Since they had adopted Marilyn, they should treat her well.
There was a trace of coldness in Julian's eyes. Perhaps Sandra came to the Lowe Group to confirm Marilyn's identity.
After all, Marilyn's current ability was different from the past. Her design works were unique, and perhaps in the near future, she would be a legend in the design world.
Julian suddenly smiled and said, "Fredrick, you haven't been full, right? I'm not full either. Let's continue eating."
Fredrick nodded and gave a smile. He was indeed not full.
The two toasted and continued to eat!
Malcolm left the restaurant in a daze. After he left, he ran along the road.
He ignored everyone's gazes and desperately ran on the sidewalk. Sadness took his breath away.
Malcolm kept running. When he stopped, he was so tired that he was gasping for breath. He bent over and closed his eyes in pain. The sweat on his forehead dripped onto the ground.
Malcolm maintained this movement for about a minute before he straightened up.
The street lights threw his elongated shadow on the ground, and great sorrow clouded his eyes.
His white shirt was soaked with sweat. His perfect abdominal muscles were faintly exposed.
A few strands of hair that was wet from sweat stuck together, but it did not make him look a bit embarrassed. He looked extremely sexy.
Malcolm looked up at his surroundings. Unconsciously, he ran to Marilyn's apartment.
At this time, Fredrick's words were still echoing in Malcolm's ears.
His eyes expressed deep sadness. He was very angry with the Chamberss.
Looking at the community where Lynn lived, Malcolm wanted to see Lynn crazily at this moment.
He really wanted to apologize to Lynn!
He really wanted to bring Carolyn back to compensate her.
Malcolm pursed his dry lips and let out a deep breath. His black hair was a little messy in front of his forehead, making him look more charming.
He wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked around, and saw that several restaurants were still open. He walked over, packed some food that Marilyn liked, and went to Marilyn's house.
In case, Marilyn once again skimmed through her design work.
Then, she stared at the computer screen and pondered.
There was a trace of worry on her face!
There was a knock at the door.
Hearing the knock on the door, Marilyn was suddenly delighted. She thought it was her two sons who had returned.
She put on her slippers and rushed to the door, pulling the door open.
"Dominic, Arturo..."
The moment Marilyn saw Malcolm, the smile on her lips gradually froze.
Marilyn simpered and looked at Malcolm in disbelief.
Why was he here now?
Malcolm stared at Marilyn with a convincing show of affection. He gave a smile, and his slightly messy hair made him look more charming!
He looked at Marilyn quietly. She was wearing a pink casual dress with a bun on her head. She did not look like a mother who had children at all!
"Malcolm, why are you here?" Marilyn's tone was slightly cold. In fact, she really wanted to scold Malcolm. She felt that Malcolm was crazy because he kept pestering her.
...
Although she did not have a husband, she had two sons and a daughter.
Malcolm smiled and raised the things in his hand, saying, "Lynn, I'm here to deliver you food. Please let me in."
Marilyn was slightly stunned. He was actually here to deliver food to her.
"But..."
Before Marilyn could finish her words, Malcolm leaned over and squeezed in.
Marilyn bit her lips.
Immediately, she closed the door and turned around. She saw that Malcolm had taken out the packed things.
The fragrance of food immediately spread out, and Marilyn immediately felt herself hungrier.
Marilyn didn't have dinner, waiting for Dominic and Arturo to bring food back for her.
Marilyn sat across from Malcolm and saw that there were pumpkin porridge, strawberry juice, roasted meat, and seafood.
They were all her favorite dishes.
Malcolm gave a gentle smile and said, "Lynn, help yourself!"
Marilyn looked at him. At this moment, he was very gentle. He was not as cold as he usually was.
Marilyn had gotten used to his usual coldness. She was somewhat unaccustomed to his gentleness at this time.
She asked, "Haven't you eaten?"
"Yes!" Malcolm nodded and began to eat.
When he was eating just now, he was not hungry. However, after running for a long time, he was hungry.
Marilyn glanced at him and did not speak, focusing on the food.
Malcolm picked up the strawberry milk tea, inserted the straw, and placed it in front of Marilyn.
Upon seeing this, Marilyn nodded and continued to eat.
Malcolm did not say a word. He just sat there quietly. The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
Marilyn was used to it. Malcolm was not as terrifying as the rumors said, and she did not feel much nervous.
But for Malcolm, what happened tonight had brought him a great impact.
Guilt, pain, and regret crowded his mind.