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Destined by One Night: The CEO's Pursuit

Chapter 72

Ch. 72 / 281 Apr 07, 2026

"Why did he ignore you?" Sergio was puzzled. Malcolm was not a person who liked to hold grudges. If Terence had not offended something Malcolm cared about, he would not treat them like that.

"How would I know? I haven't offended him anyway." Terence scowled miserably. He desperately wanted to know why.

He didn't think that the Line content that day had offended Malcolm.

"What a stingy man! Just because of a villa? I am willing to give him, but he sent a text later to say that he didn't want it anymore.

"He didn't want it. What is he mad at me now?" Terence felt that he was truly wronged.

Upon hearing this and thinking about the location of Terence's villa, Julian slightly widened his eyes. He instantly knew how Terence had offended Malcolm.

"Terence, in my opinion, not only have you offended Malcolm, but you are unforgivable. You'd better not appear in front of Malcolm for the next two months. With his personality, he will not talk to you."

"It's that serious?" Terence frowned. "But what happened?"

Julian was about to speak when the door to Room 512 was opened.

Malcolm walked out from the inside and said, "Terence, wait for Ms. Chapman outside. Sergio and Julian, come in."

"Gosh! Why me?" Terence pointed at himself. He had not even waited for his girlfriend! Even though he had never had a girlfriend.

However, Malcolm didn't even give him a look before turning around and entering the room.

After Julian and Sergio entered, the door was closed with a bang.

"What the..." Terence cursed and kicked the wall.

He had used so much force that though he was wearing soft leather shoes, he was like kicking against the wall barefoot.

He took a deep breath in pain.

"Fuck!" Terence cried out.

In Room 511, Marilyn changed into a white dress and put on makeup.

In the bright mirror, on top of her pointed chin, her vermilion lips were moist and flickered with a pink luster. Her big eyes sparkled like stars. The crystal earrings and the hairpin on her head enhanced each other's beauty, making her look beautiful and calm.

Marilyn curled her lips in satisfaction and walked out confidently.

The moment the door opened, the door of Room 512 opened at the same time.

She looked sideways and happened to meet Malcolm's deep black eyes. At this moment, their gazes locked onto each other.

Malcolm recovered from the shock. Seeing her beautiful appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

Marilyn also found that he had changed his clothes into a hand-tailored shirt, which perfectly outlined his bodybuilding figure.

The lights on the walkway shone on his handsome face, making his handsome face even more defined.

"Lynn, let's go!"

His gentle tone fully surprised the other three.

Marilyn nodded, still maintaining a certain distance from him.

All of them walked towards the banquet hall together.

Terence immediately grabbed Julian's hand and said in a low voice, "Julian, something is wrong with Malcolm."

Everyone knew that Malcolm was reserved. When had he ever been so gentle to a girl?

Moreover, he had never brought a female companion to the banquet before!

Julian glanced at him and saw that Terence had a curious look on his face. So Julian deliberately tantalized him.

Julian slowly shook his head. "How do I know?"

Terence glared at him fiercely.

Julian and Malcolm lived together and therefore he was very clear about what had happened to Malcolm. Seeing that Julian deliberately said that, Terence returned a warning smile to Julian and let go.

Julian responded with a provocative eye expression as well.

Along the way, no one spoke. Only Julian and Terence stared at each other, provoking each other.

At the banquet, Marilyn was no longer as reserved as before. She thought that in public, Malcolm would not do anything to her.

If Malcolm had known how much Marilyn had been guarding against him, he would definitely have been very depressed!

The decoration of the banquet was very luxurious. The neon lights were resplendent and dazzling.

The banquet was already filled with guests. Big shots of different circles as well as people of various wealthy families exchanged greetings and chatted happily.

Marilyn quietly followed the four handsome men into the hall. At that moment, she turned up as a quiet beauty.

As soon as they arrived, someone whistled, causing everyone at the banquet to look at them.

Malcolm and the other three were the focus of attention wherever they went.

Not far away, seeing that Marilyn really came, a complicated look flashed across Debbie's eyes.

Looking at Velma beside her, Debbie also felt very uncomfortable.

Velma had been crying the whole day, insisting on marrying Malcolm.

But Malcolm had never fallen for her.

What a shame!

Debbie sighed.

Debbie thought, "How wonderful if Lynn is still here!"

Malcolm loves Lynn wholeheartedly."

As for Velma, who was sitting next to Debbie, when she saw Marilyn being so pretty, she was filled with jealousy. She tightened the grip on her luxury handbag as she bit her lips.

Sandra and her family also saw Marilyn.

Seeing Marilyn's beautiful appearance, Sandra instantly lost her temper. Glaring at Marilyn, she said, "Mom, Dad, Marilyn Chapman is Marilyn Chambers!"

"Sandy, shut up!" Before Sandra's father, Cameron Chambers, could speak, Margie roared angrily and frowned at her. "Marilyn Chambers? Who is that?"

"Mom..."

Margie shot her daughter a warning look.

Sandra tactfully shut up. If she angered Margie, Margie might directly kick her out of the banquet.

A lot of upper-class elites had come tonight. Sandra needed to make friends with some of them and marry into a wealthy family. Sandra thought that she must not let a slut affect her future.

Cameron also glanced at Marilyn, but only frowned slightly and did not speak.

Not far from them sat a middle-aged man in a suit. Half of the white handkerchief was exposed in his chest pocket, which made him look gentle and cultivated.

He saw clearly every move of the Chambers family.

He stretched out his hand. On his slender wrist, he wore an expensive Patek Philippe watch. Obviously, his identity was not ordinary.