"See you next time, Mr. Greer!" Julian said, looking at Bradley.
"Alright. Take care!" Bradley smiled politely. He would be the first to be unhappy if Julian wanted to stay for a meal.
Bradley could have arrived earlier, but knowing that Julian was also coming, he deliberately got someone to investigate Julian's whereabouts. So in the end, he and Julian almost arrived at the same time.
He thought, "Elvira rarely asks me for help. As long as she does, I will spare any effort to help her.
I will naturally not let go of such a good opportunity!
Elvira begins to accept me. It means that she has put down her past."
Julian noticed Marilyn's cheek, which was still a little red and swollen. But with Bradley around, he could not ask much and drove away.
Denise also came.
Elvira stood by the window and watched Julian's car leave. Then, she entered the kitchen with a complicated expression and continued to prepare lunch.
Bradley brought many people here. They carried out the old furniture and replaced them with new ones.
Many people were going in and out of Marilyn's house at the moment.
In less than an hour, dozens of workers finished everything. The whole house was instantly refreshed and decorated with high-end furniture.
The things that Julian brought over were all moved to the living room.
Only then did they sit down happily to eat together!
Julian drove back to the villa.
Malcolm was waiting for him to come back for lunch.
However, it was take-out food.
Seeing it, Julian's mood instantly became bad.
"Everything has been delivered?" Malcolm asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Julian nodded weakly.
A trace of displeasure appeared on Malcolm's handsome face.
"Have lunch." He pointed at the takeout on the table.
Julian glanced at it, his face full of disdain.
"Malcolm, if I knew you ordered takeout again, I might as well have lunch at Marilyn's home."
Malcolm sat down and said casually, "The cook has gone home to look after her daughter-in-law. She won't come back for a while. Let's eat take-out first."
Julian lazily sat across from Malcolm.
"Malcolm, look at you. What would you do if I weren't here?
"Don't order a takeout tonight. I'll cook for you!" Julian's tone was filled with helplessness, and he felt pitiful for Malcolm.
"You?" Malcolm looked at him suspiciously.
"What? Haven't you enjoyed the dishes I cooked before?" Julian glared at him.
"Fried cucumber with egg without peeling? And the eggs were burnt. And fried beef with chili? I could only see chili. Even pigs don't dare to eat the dishes you cook. I will continue to order takeout, so as not to go to the hospital," As Malcolm spoke, he picked up his chopsticks and ate casually.
At this time, he missed the dumplings made by Marilyn.
He thought, "Lynn, what should I do with you?"
"It was the first time I cooked, so I couldn't do it well." Julian looked up at Malcolm, "Malcolm, do you give people only one chance? I will cook beef for you tonight. It must taste good."
Malcolm looked at Julian with an evil smile and did not refute his words.
"Have you seen Lynn?" He asked in a low tone.
"Yes, I saw her, but half of her face was swollen. I think she was beaten by someone."
"Who?" Malcolm suddenly put down his chopsticks and roared.
Julian was shocked by him and suddenly raised his head. "Malcolm, are you going to choke me to death?"
Julian spoke vaguely because his mouth was stuffed with food.
"Why are you so excited? I just saw her swollen cheek and thought that she was beaten. How would I know who beat her up?"
He regretted telling Malcolm about it.
Malcolm was indeed a crazy man. When he encountered Marilyn's matter, he had no rationality.
Malcolm did not speak with a gloomy face. He thought he should have gone by himself.
However, Yvonne's people were outside the villa.
The moment he went out, he would soon be followed.
Yvonne had been investigating the relationship between Arturo and him. With her personality, she would soon find out that Arturo and Dominic were his children.
"Bradley also went there. He said that Marilyn was like his daughter and he sent a lot of furniture to her. He even had breakfast there."
"Daughter?" Malcolm was surprised.
"Yes. That's what Bradley said. Moreover, he treats Marilyn very well." Julian was also shocked when he heard that.
Malcolm was not in the mood to eat. For him, the food was like wax.
After a while, he said, "Bradley has a good reputation in the business world. He has hundreds of millions of assets and has yet to find a suitable heir. He started from scratch and does not have any other family."
Julian rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "These things are not a secret in the business world."
Everyone knew Bradley's identity, but he did not have a wife or a child. It was the most confusing.
Malcolm raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "He sent Marilyn a lot of expensive furniture. Aren't the gifts we sent too shabby?"
Malcolm finally realized the problem.
Julian smiled strangely.
"When I moved those gifts out of the car, you don't know how embarrassed I was. Can't you pick some expensive ones?"
Julian thought of Bradley's smile and wanted to hit the wall. It was so embarrassing!
Malcolm looked at him. "Didn't you say it? Marilyn won't accept a precious gift."
Besides, the gifts he chose were all things that girls liked.
Didn't those videos always say that girls liked small cute plants?
Julian thought about it. He did say that.
"The international exhibition will be held on Tuesday. You have said you are going to take Marilyn there. I'll arrange it for you on Monday."
He was always responsible for his work.
Now that he thought about it, it was better to mention it.
"OK." Malcolm nodded with an indifferent expression. He had been looking forward to the arrival of that day.
He would take Marilyn with him alone and he felt very happy about it.
He couldn't even remember how many times he had secretly laughed in his heart.
Malcolm asked, "Will Sergio and Terence come?"
Julian shook his head and said, "Sergio won't. He said that he met a computer expert recently. He couldn't even find the IP address of the other party.
It was a great failure for him. Therefore, he was supposed to be at home searching for the IP address while resting. It had been several days, but he found nothing."
Malcolm frowned slightly. Last time, they knew that Yvonne had stolen Marilyn's design.
Someone had told them through a special method.