After looking at Debbie for a while, Marilyn said, "Mrs. Remington, don't be outrageous. Why do you always think that Malcolm and I are together? You want me to leave him alone? How hilarious," Marilyn sneered.
Seeing Debbie was lost for words, she said sarcastically, "You have known him since he was a child. Do you think I can force him to do things he doesn't want to?
"I will tell you one last time. I have nothing to do with Malcolm.
"Please don't misunderstand our relationship again." After Marilyn finished speaking, she turned and left.
Debbie couldn't find another word to refute her, so she could only watch Marilyn walk away.
Debbie didn't believe her words.
If Marilyn had nothing to do with Malcolm, Debbie couldn't understand why he would treat her so nicely.
Malcolm had never paid so much attention to any other woman.
Marilyn was the first woman who could attract his attention.
Debbie stood still and contemplated with her head lowered down.
In the room, Velma was getting more and more uneasy. She felt an unbearable heat over her body.
She couldn't tell the source of that heat, so she thought it might be for her over-anxiety.
In the lightless room, she lay on a soft bed, tossing and turning restlessly.
If her plan worked out, after tonight, Malcolm had to marry her. And if she was so lucky to carry a baby this time, she would stand a greater chance to keep Malcolm by her side.
Malcolm would have no choice but to marry her due to the pressure from their families.
Suddenly, the door opened. She forcefully calmed herself down a little bit to maintain her consciousness.
"Malcolm," she called out softly.
There were two men who she couldn't recognize due to the darkness holding a man. When they heard her pretentious, they felt goosebumps all over them.
They threw the man onto the bed and ran out of the room.
In the dim room, there left the man and Velma alone. They desired each other and indulged in this desire. They embraced, kissed, and never hesitated to do something more intimidating.
The lustful sound echoed in the room. Anyone who heard this would blush.
Outside the door, Malcolm stood straight with a gloomy face. Although he was well-dressed and charming, his expression would scare off anyone who came near him.
Listening to the sound inside, he smiled coldly.
"Velma, after tonight, you will know the consequence of scheming against me.
"And Hugo will know that he doesn't even stand a chance to win over me if I start to take things seriously."
Sergio and Julian walked to Malcolm.
Sergio patted his hand with a look of disdain.
Julian knew it was because of his mysophobia.
He pretended to kick Sergio a few times.
He then looked at Malcolm with a strange smile, "Malcolm, everything is ready! Our game is on."
Malcolm looked at Julian with a cold, deep gaze and smiled mischievously, "Great, I have a big surprise for Yvonne now! Go and prepare!"
Julian glanced at Sergio and patted him on the shoulder. He smiled and said, "Genius, the rest is up to you. Whether this surprise is great or not or not depends on you!"
Sergio's gaze gently swept over them. Although he seemed gentle, what he did next would freak some people out.
He turned around and took out the remote controller of the TV hanging in the corridor. He pressed the button, and the TV channel switched to the scene inside the room. The two figures embracing together were too indecent to see.
Malcolm asked seriously, "Sergio, are you sure this can also be broadcast live at that banquet?"
He had to teach Yvonne a lesson for plotting this.
Sergio looked at him indifferently and said in a low voice, "You can be assured."
Malcolm smiled coldly. He surely trusted Sergio. But, this scheme against him irritated him so much that he couldn't allow any mistakes.
"Let's go!" Malcolm turned and walked towards the elevator.
They left quickly, as there would be reporters coming over here in a while.
Those reporters were called here by Hugo to frame Malcolm. But now, he would have it coming.
This would be a fair result for Hugo.
The three of them had just entered the elevator when Guillermo and Yvonne walked out of another elevator.
They walked to the arranged room.
As for Malcolm, Sergio, and Julian, they had just left the elevator when they bumped into Terence.
Malcolm cast a sharp look on Terence and asked anxiously, "Terence, why are you here? I've told you to look after Marilyn."
Terence held up his phone and waved it in front of him. He smiled proudly, "I did take good care of her, but there were people who came to find trouble with her. And they did so because of you. They pointed at her and accused her of seducing you.
"Here, I've filmed it to show you. The evidence says that you're the one to blame, not me."
Malcolm glanced at the phone in his hand, depressed.
His voice was extremely cold, "What happened? Where is Lynn?"
"Lynn?" Terence looked at him mischievously.
"Malcolm, don't tell me that they were telling the truth?" Terence had always been a gossiper, especially when it came to news about Malcolm. He was curious about it.
Malcolm frowned impatiently.
Seeing this, Julian quickly walked over and patted Terence on the shoulder. He said, "Terence, don't be so vulgar. Do you think that Malcolm would give in to others' seduction? Are you stupid?"
Terence was about to speak when he saw Debbie walking out from another elevator.
The sound from the TV soon attracted her attention.
She immediately stopped and looked at everything on TV in shock.
Malcolm also saw Debbie.
The four of them quickly walked to the other side of the hotel.
At this time, at the banquet, the big screen that was broadcasting all kinds of commercial information on the financial channel suddenly showed the same picture as on the TV in the corridor.
Everyone was shocked!
They couldn't keep their mouths shut to see this.
Although it was dim on the screen, they could tell what the two people were doing.
And some people who were familiar with them soon recognized who they were.
"Look, isn't this Hugo? Who is that woman?" The lights in the room were dim, and the woman's face could not be seen clearly.
"This, is this really Hugo?"
"What's going on with them? Is this a live broadcast?"
"This is too shameless!"
Everyone was gabbling.
It only took Jacob and Darren one look to realize that the woman on the screen was Velma.
Even though they couldn't see her face clearly, they could recognize her voice.
They instantly put down their wine glasses and ran to the hotel.
Yvonne and Guillermo also stopped by the television and watched the scene in front of them in disbelief, especially Yvonne.
"It should be Malcolm in the room with Velma. It couldn't be Hugo!" thought she in shock.
She immediately trembled in shock and anger.
Guillermo's face turned pale as he roared angrily, "What is going on here?"