Malcolm looked at Darren, sneering, "Darren, it's my freedom to be here. And you know the only person I want to marry is Lynn. I believe she will come back."
Velma felt embarrassed when she heard it.
How could he say something so cruel?
She had liked him for so many years, but he chose to wait for someone who would never return.
A deep sense of sadness flashed in his eyes when Darren heard the name of Carolyn.
He thought sadly, "Lynn would have come back if she were alive."
Darren seldom talked about Carolyn because he was unwilling to face reality. He knew Malcolm was a stubborn person.
Darren looked at Velma and said in a hoarse voice, "Velma, let's go home!"
He knew Velma must feel very bad since Malcolm rejected her in public.
Velma did not want to stay any longer. She wore a gentle smile and spoke softly at Malcolm, "Malcolm, I'm leaving now."
As Velma turned around, she shot Marilyn an angry look as if Marilyn had stolen something that belonged to her. Then she left with Darren.
Marilyn perceived the hatred in Velma's eyes.
She had worked for three years and had dealt with different kinds of people. She knew Velma was not an easy-going person.
After Velma and Darren left, Marilyn got up and smiled apologetically at everyone. "Thank you for the wonderful dinner, Mr. Lowe! Thank you, everyone! Please let me propose a toast."
Marilyn picked up her glass and gulped down the wine.
"Well said!" Candice laughed happily, raising her glass too.
The others also cheered up, forgetting what had happened just now.
Malcolm watched them with a smile.
After dinner, they went to a karaoke bar.
Marilyn was not good at singing, so she sat there, listening to others silently.
Malcolm seldom sang either, but tonight he sang a song called "Wait for you forever".
He sang it very well. His voice was full of emotion.
There were two moving lyrics, namely, "Baby, I believe you will come back. I will wait for you forever.
Marilyn looked at Malcolm and couldn't help but think, "You must love your girlfriend deeply, so you stayed single for so many years."
It was midnight, but everyone was still in high spirits. Candice was a little drunk, her face reddish.
Considering that they had to go to work the next day, Candice stood up and exclaimed, "Mr. Lowe, we have a lot of fun tonight. It's already late. Let's get together another day!"
Malcolm replied with a faint smile, "I hope everyone can play hard and work hard. I promise to take all of you to travel after our autumn exhibition!"
Everyone was cheered by the good news.
The Lowe Group was a good company, which offered the employees high salaries and great benefits.
"Thank you, Mr. Lowe! Well, let's go home!" Candice called out, waving her hands. Candice was always able to enlighten the mood and make people laugh.
The crowds said goodbye and left away in twos and threes.
In the dim light, Malcolm gazed at Marilyn who was looking down at her phone.
Marilyn was good-looking. Her long black eyelashes were quivering slightly.
Marilyn was texting Roland.
Roland was already waiting for her at Vogue Plaza.
Marilyn revealed a sweet smile and put her phone back into her bag.
She looked up and met Malcolm's deep eyes, full of emotion.
Marilyn felt that her heart was pounding!
She was sensitive, and she felt a little confused when Malcolm gazed at her in that way.
For no reason, Marilyn detected a sense of affection and curiosity in his eyes.
However, she calmed herself down quickly and smiled. "Goodbye, Mr. Lowe!"
Only then did she find that only she and Malcolm were still there.
"I can ask Sergio to send you home," Malcolm said quickly. He wanted to personally send her back, but he didn't want to be too pushy.
After all, he was uncertain whether she was the person he was looking for.
But his instinct told him it was her. He never had such a strong feeling.
Marilyn quickly shook her head and refused with a smile, "Mr. Lowe, it's only a ten-minute walk from my apartment. Thanks. See you tomorrow!"
Then Marilyn walked out.
Malcolm actually started to expect to see her tomorrow when he heard it.
It was strange. He saw her for the first time today, but he felt as if he had known her for many years.
He felt inexplicably peaceful as though the person he had waited for a long time had finally returned to his side.
His empty heart was filled again, and he didn't feel lonesome anymore.
Marilyn walked out of the door and saw Julian waiting for Malcolm outside. She greeted Julian simply and walked towards the elevator.
Malcolm came out soon and then walked to another elevator with Julian.
"Roland!" Marilyn stepped out of the elevator and quickly spotted Roland, who was standing in the middle of the square from a distance.
Roland was wearing a white hoodie and white casual shoes. He was tall and handsome.
"Lynn!" Roland called, with two bottles of milk tea in his hands.
His bright smiling eyes followed Marilyn as she walked up to him.
Roland made a few steps to Marilyn. When Marilyn stood in front of her, he suddenly frowned and complained, "Lynn, you smell bad."
Roland didn't smoke and hated the smell of cigarettes!
Marilyn smiled apologetically and said resignedly, "Sorry, Roland. You know there were a lot of people. It will fade away a little later. Let's go."
Roland smiled and then handed a cup of milk tea to her. "Here, it's your favorite flavor: strawberry!"
"Thank you!" Marilyn exclaimed. She had drunk some wine. The milk tea could cover the smell of wine in her breath.
They walked towards the apartment, chatting and laughing.
Roland took a sip of his milk tea and asked, "Lynn, is everything okay on your first day? Did anyone pick on you?"
Marilyn shook her head with a smile.
She raised her eyebrows and said proudly, "I am the director. Who dares to make things difficult for me?
"It tasted so good!" Marilyn took a long gulp.
Roland smiled and said no more, his eyes lingering on a blotchy red stain on her white shirt.
Neon lights were sparkling bright, and some cars occasionally passed by them.
Even though the time had passed twelve o'clock, the street was very lively. Some people passing by them would cast an envious look at them.
Meanwhile, Malcolm's car slowly drove into the road.