Julian smiled and asked suddenly, "Stewart, do you have other solutions?"
"Of course!" Stewart nodded and handed a document to Julian.
When Malcolm saw this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and was pretty clear about what to do next.
"Thank you!" Malcolm looked at Stewart and said.
Stewart smiled. "Malcolm, you're very welcome. You've been always helping me too."
"It's no big deal." Malcolm smiled slightly.
Stewart smiled silently. He glanced outside and said, "Well, he's here. Here he is."
Julian and Malcolm both looked outside and looked quite surprised.
Julian asked, "Who is he? Why don't we know each other?"
Malcolm stood up and said, "Stewart, we're leaving. We really appreciate your hospitality!" Then he strode out.
Julian smiled. Then he turned to leave with Malcolm.
The middle-aged fat guy took a document folder and was about to open it.
Malcolm looked at Julian and nodded.
Julian instantly understood that and walked forward quickly.
"Bang!" He hit the middle-aged man, and the documents suddenly fell to the ground.
"Sir, are you alright?" Malcolm asked worriedly.
The man who was going to pick up the documents looked at Malcolm and smiled, "I'm alright."
Julian rushed to him so fast, and then he walked to the other side without looking back.
"Thank god!" After Malcolm finished speaking, he left.
The man bent down to pick up the folder. Then, he walked out without any doubt.
Malcolm glanced at Julian, who was at the corner.
They quickly followed him out.
He drove behind the middle-aged man's car and followed him all the way.
The middle-aged man had just driven out of the gate and turned a junction when he stopped the car.
Julian parked his car not far away. At this moment, he was especially nervous. "Who could it be?" Julian was wondering.
Malcolm was also staring at the car in front of him. He looked so indifferent that there was no trace of warmth.
There was also a car parked not far away. Suddenly, a woman got out of the car.
"Oh my god ... Velma." "Why is she still here?" Julian was extremely shocked.
Malcolm looked like he was going to tear Velma apart. "Damn it. I knew she wouldn't be obedient at all." He sounded so indifferent that you couldn't help feeling chilled.
Just as Julian wanted to retract his gaze, he suddenly noticed Velma take out a thick bundle of money from her bag and pass it to the middle-aged man.
"Take it down!" Malcolm said calmly.
"Malcolm, we're already taking the photos." Julian smiled.
This woman was turning anxious.
"Julian, I'll go to the airport myself. You go and investigate whether this man has unusual affairs with Velma. Otherwise, Velma would not have given him so much money."
"I understand." "Julian, you've always lived under someone else's schemes. This time, you must show a different you. Do you understand?" Mu Julian turned around to look at him.
Hearing this, Malcolm gazed at him for a long time. He suddenly noticed that the car in front had already been driven away.
"You're talking too much!" After saying these, Malcolm opened the car and got out.
Julian was not angry. He opened the trunk and asked him to take the suitcase.
Malcolm picked up his suitcase, took a taxi by the roadside, and went directly to the airport.
Julian looked at his watch and smiled. "Malcolm, you missed Marilyn again."
He opened the file bag and decided to check the appraisal results. It turned out to be a mother-daughter relationship!
If Velma were to obtain this certificate, it would be so dangerous.
He put the documents back and stuffed them into the interlayer behind the seat.
He started to drive away.
For him, no matter how Malcolm treated him, he was always being tolerant and generous.
Sergio and Terence were too tired to go to the company.
He had to go to the company.
As soon as he thought of Sergio and Terence, he was full of anger. Thinking about his car, he felt so desperate.
He hoped that he would see his beloved brand-new car later.
Velma found a place to stop the car and opened the paternity test results quickly. She saw that the result was not the mother and daughter.
"How could that be possible?" Velma looked at the certificate doubtfully.
However, if it wasn't for Carolyn, why would Malcolm care so much about her?
In this world, only Carolyn would let Malcolm make great efforts to protect her.
Velma was holding the certificate and trembled slightly. She felt as if she had lost her soul. She was so nervous about the result that she did not sleep last night.
Malcolm and Julian had friends in the appraisal agency she went to last time, so she was afraid that the results from last time would be wrong.
Only then did they switch to another one.
However, the result was still not!
"Is there something wrong?" Her voice trembled as she spoke to herself!
"Well ..." She could not help but sneer a few more times.
What was wrong with her?
Wouldn't it be better if it was not a mother-and-daughter relationship?
Marilyn was not Carolyn. She would be cheerful about that.
She was still the only daughter of the Remington family.
No one would snatch anything that belonged to her.
Velma felt much better when she thought of this.
She drove the car again and headed to the Lowe Group.
Marilyn flew to Summerford early in the morning.
At ten o'clock, she arrived at Summerford on time.
And it just happened to be at the International Fashion Show, and she was ready.
The exhibition center was very large, and there were crowds of people showing up.
Marilyn was dressed in a white dress, designed by herself, with a unique style, pure and beautiful.
The crystal earrings and the light pink lip gloss made her look even more beautiful.
In the exhibition, she would stop in front of every piece of clothing and look at it carefully.
Holding a book in her hand, she would write it down occasionally if she had an inspiration.
"Miss, may I ask if you designed the clothes?"
Suddenly, a gorgeous woman in red showed up. When she smiled, she looked quite enchanting, especially in her eyes. She looked at Marilyn with a smile, and two shallow dimples appeared on her lips.
"I designed it myself," Marilyn said with a smile.
The woman stretched out a pair of beautiful hands and said, "Glad to meet you, Miss. My name is Eileen."
Marilyn also reached out and shook her hand.
"Glad to meet you too, Miss Caldwell. I am Marilyn."
Eileen glanced at Marilyn's clothes. They were very suitable for her and she liked them very much. It made her look quite charming and attractive.