Roland was very happy when he heard what Marilyn said. "Lynn, then I won't leave. I'll stay and accompany you for dinner."
"Sure! Anyway, you often do such a thing!" Marilyn teased Roland with a smile. With Roland accompanying her, the haze in her mind dissipated a lot.
Roland laughed happily. What Marilyn said was the truth.
When they were in Goldmere, their homes were not far from each other. Roland often went to Marilyn's home for meals.
Suddenly, the phone on the table rang. Marilyn glanced at Roland, quickly grabbed the phone, and read the message.
"Marilyn, I know you want to figure out your identity. I won't let you get your wish. As long as you can make Malcolm withdraw his acquisition of my company, I will tell you the truth."
Marilyn looked at the message and thought, "As expected, Margie is not someone who can be easily threatened."
Roland also saw the contents of the message.
His deep voice slowly sounded. "Lynn, it seems that Margie won't tell the truth so easily. Why don't we force her to confess? Moreover, she is in a terrible situation because of the acquisition of her company. There will be a time when she is in a hurry."
"You are right!" Marilyn thought about it and sent the important part of the message that Roland sent to her to Margie.
Margie replied to her quickly.
"Marilyn, what are you trying to do?"
Marilyn quickly replied. "Margie, I don't mean to threaten you. I just want to know where you took Marilyn from. This is the last chance. If you don't tell me the truth, I'll upload the rest of it to the internet. Let's see who we are more ruthless!"
After sending this message to Margie, Marilyn held the phone tightly.
Soon, Marilyn got a reply.
"Marilyn, I will let you hear your daughter's voice. I used to be your mother. You know me very well. Don't push me into a corner, or you'll suffer the consequences!
Immediately stop Malcolm from purchasing my company, or I will kill your daughter so that you won't see her for the rest of your life!"
A proud expression was attached to the message.
Marilyn's pupils shrank. Immediately after, a video was sent over. It was her daughter, Laverne. Laverne was tied up in a messy room, struggling non-stop. Her helpless appearance instantly made Marilyn feel her heartache.
"Laverne." The phone in Marilyn's hand almost fell to the ground.
Marilyn had never expected that Margie would be so vicious and kidnap Laverne to threaten her.
It seemed that Margie had determined that she was Marilyn.
"Damn it!" Roland shouted angrily.
He quickly took the phone in Marilyn's hand and sent the photo to his phone. Then he got up to make a call.
Marilyn quickly called Elvira.
"Hello, Lynn!" Elvira was slightly panting as if she was jogging.
Upset stirred in Marilyn, and Marilyn felt nervous. She suppressed her worry and asked, "Mom, is Laverne by your side?"
"Dominic and I are looking for Laverne. She went out to buy water halfway fifteen minutes ago and hasn't come back yet. We are looking for her near the supermarket outside the bookstore."
When Marilyn heard what Elvira said, she bit her lower lip and swallowed hard before saying, "Mom, come back with Dominic first. You won't be able to find Laverne there."
Elvira asked anxiously, "Lynn, what do you mean? Do you know where Laverne is? Or did something happen to Laverne?"
Marilyn said in pain, "Mom, Margie kidnapped Laverne." She closed her eyes tightly, forcing herself to calm down.
She couldn't panic now.
"Lynn, don't worry. I'll call your father now. Remember, don't go anywhere. Just wait for me to come back home!" Elvira quickly hung up the phone.
Elvira pulled Dominic, stopped a taxi, and rushed home.
In the taxi, Elvira sent Bradley a message.
Bradley quickly replied to her and asked her to go home to accompany Marilyn. Bradley said that he would ask someone to save Laverne.
Marilyn had just opened her eyes when her phone rang again. She looked at it and quickly picked it up. "Hello, Daddy! I am just about to call you. Margie took Laverne away." Bradley was so powerful that he could find Laverne more quickly than her.
A caring voice sounded. "Lynn, don't worry. Daddy already knows this matter. Send Margie's message to me. I will get someone to trace her."
"Okay. Thank you, Daddy!" Marilyn quickly hung up and forwarded the video to Bradley.
At this time, Roland walked back. He had a calm and reserved bearing.
Roland sat down next to Marilyn and gently held her in his arms. He felt that Marilyn was trembling slightly. He held Marilyn tightly, supporting her.
He comforted Marilyn with a gentle voice. "Lynn, I have already asked someone to investigate this matter. There will be news soon. Don't worry!"
"I see!" Marilyn quietly leaned against Roland's chest and gently rubbed it, seeking comfort.
Her gentle movement made Roland slightly stunned. His suit jacket was not buttoned up. Under the white shirt, his skin was burning.
Marilyn was so anxious that she did not see the expression on Roland's handsome face. Roland looked at her with deep and longing eyes.
Roland hugged Marilyn quietly, with his gaze abnormally cold. He thought, "Margie, you are playing with fire."
The phone on the table rang again. Marilyn quickly straightened up and picked up the phone to see the message.
"Marilyn, if you dare to call the police, I will kill your daughter immediately. Call Malcolm immediately and ask him to stop buying my company and stop the meeting of shareholders. Otherwise, you will receive your daughter's corpse."
Marilyn sensed that Margie was testing her.
She quickly sent a message to Margie. "I don't know Malcolm."
Margie was testing Marilyn, and Marilyn was testing Margie as well.
Marilyn never admitted that she was Marilyn.
After this message was sent out, there was no reply for several minutes.
Marilyn became nervous.
Judging from this, Marilyn could tell that Margie still had doubts in her mind.
Roland took a look at the message and said, "Lynn, from now on, don't reply to Margie. We'd better let her become anxious."
Marilyn nodded slightly. Now, she was worried that Margie had determined that she was Marilyn. Then, she would have the patience to waste time with Margie.
Marilyn had been waiting patiently, but she received another video from Margie. It was a video of Laverne being beaten up.
"Margie, you bastard." Marilyn cursed under her breath.
She grabbed her phone and called Malcolm. She only wanted Laverne to be safe now.