"Laverne is amazing!" Marilyn looked at the bank card in front of her and was somewhat excited.
Laverne was able to earn money.
Elvira smiled and said, "Lynn, Laverne's two paintings were sold on the first day of the exhibition, and the price was quite good. They were bought by two old gentlemen from Goldmere.
"One of Laverne's paintings was of her home, and the other was of lotus. Her paintings emerged victorious among other paintings.
"She got the concentration of ink just right, and the ink rendered the scenic wonderland they wanted. She was skilled. The main reason was that the artistic conception of the painting was amazing.
"Laverne was very stubborn. When others wanted to buy her paintings, she asked them to give her reasons to buy them. If she was satisfied, she would sell the paintings. Laverne is an outstanding little painter."
"Lynn, you gave birth to three geniuses!" Denise looked at Marilyn enviously.
Marilyn tittered.
Her children grew up in a single-parent family and were all concerned about her!
And they were very sensible!
Laverne smiled, "Denise if you like paintings, I will draw one for you when I'm free tomorrow."
"Really?" Denise looked at Laverne with a smile. Looking at Laverne's cute appearance, Denise really wished she had a daughter in her belly!
Daughters were always the most considerate!
"Sure!" Laverne nodded. She was still proud, but the pride in her beautiful big eyes was not annoying at all.
Bradley said with dissatisfaction, "Laverne, aren't you going to give one to me?"
Laverne smiled happily, "Sure, but Mr. Greer, I want you to exchange my painting for two sets of beautiful clothes. This is called reciprocity!"
"Little girl, you're good at doing business. Alright, tomorrow I will get someone to buy the most beautiful one for you." Bradley looked at the children. He liked them very much!
He liked the warm feeling of being with them.
He didn't have a wife or children. Marilyn was clever and kind. The three children were smart and cute. And they were Elvira's family. He really liked the four of them.
Everyone chatted happily.
Marilyn turned the phone to silent and placed it on the coffee table. Julian called many times, but no one answered.
He and Malcolm went to the mall to buy some gifts, and the two stood in the mall. Julian was still calling Marilyn.
When he made the tenth call, Julian finally gave up.
He looked helplessly at Malcolm beside him and said, "Malcolm, maybe they are celebrating now. No one answered the phone. I will call them later. If Marilyn answers the phone, I will send them over later."
Malcolm nodded with a gloomy face. He didn't say a word and just went straight out.
"Stay away from me," Marilyn had said. "It's the best protection for me."
These words often echoed in his ears. That was true. As long as he did not approach Marilyn, Yvonne would not dare to hurt the four of them.
And Marilyn was with Roland, who would also protect Marilyn!
The more Malcolm thought about it, the more his heart ached. His footsteps quickened. His handsome and tall body was lonely and cold!
When Julian saw this, he shook his head helplessly.
Malcolm might not be able to sleep tonight.
He made a call and asked his driver to come over. Then he put all the gifts they bought into the car before going after Malcolm.
When Malcolm was unhappy, Julian was the only one accompanying him.
Sergio went home to play computer games after work.
And Terence was the least loyal one. If he saw Malcolm angry or unhappy, he would be the first to run away. In his opinion, it would be troublesome if he provoked Malcolm.
When Malcolm was angry, only Julian dared to be with him.
Julian chased after Malcolm, thinking that tomorrow was the weekend, so he could ask Malcolm to take Dominic and Laverne out for a day to relieve the pain in Malcolm's heart.
"Malcolm, wait for me!" Julian hurriedly followed him.
Julian watched as Malcolm walked faster and faster, wishing he could punch himself. He didn't know why he was looking for trouble!
Malcolm was so cold, yet Julian was still so shameless as to follow him.
But if he didn't follow Malcolm, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight either.
"Damn it!" Julian said as he walked.
However, he still followed Malcolm and drove him back.
In the evening, there was light rain. Marilyn and everyone chatted until it was past nine. Then Roland, Bradley, and Denise left.
Roland was the last to leave, and Marilyn sent him out.
And Elvira sent Bradley out.
Marilyn looked up at the dark night sky and said, "Roland, it's going to rain."
Roland also glanced at the night sky. The cool wind was very comfortable.
"It's okay, Lynn. I drove over. How's your work in the Lowe Group?"
Marilyn knew what he was about to ask.
"Do you want to talk about the rumors a few days ago?"
Roland nodded. He cared a lot about what she was thinking. When he saw the news that day, he was so angry that he wanted to go over and beat Malcolm up.
Marilyn hesitated, revealing a faint smile, "Roland, you don't have to worry. Sandy did it to slander me. She has been fired by the company.
"She always wondered whether I was Marilyn Chambers. I also heard the conversation between her and Velma. She knew that I was allergic to mango juice. The two of them should have had a plan.
"But because of the photos, Sandy was fired, and Velma would not do anything alone for the time being.
"Roland, I will be very careful. You don't have to worry about me!" When she went back later, she would send Margie a text message.
Since it had already started, she couldn't stop. A cold light flashed in her eyes.
Roland suddenly stopped and looked at her seriously. "Alright! However, you have to be careful of Velma and Malcolm's stepmother, Yvonne. She has been getting someone to investigate you and your interactions with Malcolm these days.
"She will definitely pay special attention to you, and she has always been on bad terms with Malcolm. Malcolm had several traffic accidents, and the cars were all tampered with.
"You know that some of my friends know Malcolm. I can get some secrets that outsiders do not know. So, you must be careful!"
Marilyn understood what he meant, and she nodded, "Roland, I will be careful. You don't have to worry!"