Terence shook his hand and sneered at Michelle, "Miss Hamilton, you don't have to apologize to me. You'd better apologize to Marilyn. You splashed the wine all over her for no reason.
"As the director of the company, it's her duty to accompany Mr. Lowe to socialize. Yet you slandered her saying that she was trying to seduce him.
"I would like to ask Miss Hamilton, did you see Marilyn seduce him with your own eyes?"
"I ... didn't," Michelle said and lowered her head. She didn't dare to be as arrogant as just now with her father watching.
She used to bully others. However, in the past, Terence never stood out to accuse her.
Terence sneered and said, "If you didn't, as a well-educated lady, why do you want to slander and frame an innocent person? Or is this how all your families behave? I must admit that I'm in shock."
Terence said that in a gentle yet sarcastic tone with a humble expression.
Robinson felt so ashamed to hear that.
He wanted to defend himself, "Mr. Zade..."
"Alright, everyone, go back to your post. I'm leaving." Terence didn't wait for Robinson to finish speaking. He turned around and left without hesitation.
"No, Mr. Zade, please don't go so soon. Why not have a drink before you leave?" Robinson hurriedly said, trying to keep him here.
It had cost Robinson a lot to achieve his career.
He couldn't allow his lifelong efforts to be in vain merely for Michelle's misbehavior.
"Dad, he has already left. Why bother?" Michelle said arrogantly without any sign of repenting.
Robinson smiled coldly. He looked at her and said with repressed anger, "Yes, he left with the video. A large part of our company's business relied on the Lowe Group. Have you ever thought about what would become of us if Malcolm was upset and cut off all our cooperation?
"You'll lose everything you have now. No more luxuries for you. We may even be short of necessities!" Then, Robinson turned around and left in anger.
Michelle was left alone in shock.
She never thought that messing up with Marilyn would bring her and her family so much trouble.
She trembled with fear. She couldn't imagine what her life would be like if her family went broke.
Robinson walked to the table aside and picked up a glass of wine. He drank it all in one gulp. He was very anxious since Malcolm had been well known for his iron fists.
As the first female companion, Malcolm had ever brought together to social settings, Marilyn was undoubtedly very important to him.
At this time, Yvonne and Guillermo arrived here and thus witnessed the whole incident.
She intimately held Guillermo's arm and said in a charming voice, "Darling, let's go. I want to change my clothes. Please come with me. You can also take this opportunity to rest for a while. If you let them keep toasting you one by one, you'll get too drunk again."
Guillermo nodded and forced a smile, "Okay."
Marilyn just got out of the elevator when she met Debbie.
Debbie seemed to be waiting for her on purpose.
The ridicule on Debbie's face deeply hurt Marilyn.
She smiled faintly and greeted, "Mrs. Remington."
She was about to leave when Debbie spoke.
Debbie crossed her arms around her chest and stared at Marilyn with contempt, "Just like I said, there are plenty of people, other than me, who want to give you a lesson to learn. I can give you a kind warning. You can never get along here if you don't have an influential acquaintance or supporter.
"Even Malcolm backs you up, he can't protect you forever, can he?"
Debbie's mocking tone was like a dagger in Marilyn's heart.
She felt a formless pain all over her.
She had never heard harsher words than Debbie's.
The pain she felt now was even fiercer than what she experienced seven years ago.
Marilyn stood three steps away from Debbie and looked up at her. She had concealed her painful expression.
She fearlessly looked at Debbie and said, "Mrs. Remington, I think you misunderstood. I have nothing to do with Malcolm."
Debbie interrupted her with a sneer.
"Marilyn, fine words are easy to say. If he has nothing to do with you, why would he introduce you to Natasha? Also, what's with Bradley?
"You seem to be very popular." Debbie looked at Marilyn with narrowed eyes. And her words were full of implications.
Bradley was the real estate tycoon in Fielddell and Goldmere. It was difficult for Debbie to meet him.
When Marilyn heard this, she suddenly felt that Debbie was unreasonable.
She sneered and said, "Mrs. Remington, your logic is too complicated for me to understand. Are you implying that a nobody like me has to live a miserable and contemptible life?
"Do you think that I don't deserve to know any rich people?
"Besides, instead of standing in my way to mock me and tell me to stay away from Malcolm, why don't you go back and teach your daughter how to attract him?" Marilyn gave Debbie a sharp glare and left.
She was not that weak so she wouldn't allow others to bully her easily.
She was determined to fight back. She wanted to show everyone that she was not a silent lamb.
She had learned too many things and established good relationships with people in this field in the past seven years.
With such a fast-paced life and so many burdens on her shoulders, she lived a hard and tiring life, trying to save every coin every day.
During that period, she was luckily supported by her best friend and her beloved mother.
When her life finally got back on track, she realized that only by having enough strength and competence can she have a secure and happy life.
Though she didn't have much money, she could think of a way to earn it. Although she didn't have a car or a house, she believed that she would have those with her hard work. The tiredness and pain she experienced in the process could only be borne by herself.
She would be very grateful for others' help.
And she would make the most of others' help to strengthen herself.
Marilyn was never a person full of complaints. She always kept one thing in mind if she was strong enough all difficulties would be trivial.
No matter how tough a situation awaited her ahead, she would confront and solve it with her own hands.
"Marilyn, stop," Debbie caught up to Marilyn and blocked her way.
Watching Marilyn leave proudly, Debbie shivered in anger. It took her a lot of effort to persuade herself to beg Marilyn.
"Marilyn, Malcolm is not an ordinary man. He grew up with Velma. And their relationship had been so good until you showed up.
"Marilyn, I beg you. Leave Malcolm alone. Let him be with Velma. Velma has been crying all day today. She..."
"Mrs. Remington!" Marilyn interrupted her.