Destined by One Night: The CEO's Pursuit

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rn around and walk t

case and hung the c

ked dresse

designed on her

n the style

nto the closet, she put her dai

for the next morning af

t on the big bed which was covered with a pink

r cellphone on t

hone, she saw R

n the Fielddell branch of my company for a month.

led and rep

But why do you stay here for a month? You do

lied to he

t of the company. Well, you should take a rest early.

he word "Good" and sent

the dialog box of t

a messa

elddell and will go to the co

sound of his phone. He looked at it and smiled. "Malcolm, the design director of the bran

his lips with a stern face.

r a few years. In the past few years, he had rise

he board of directors who h

now that he had l

the old house to face those di

ook for Carolyn

invested in Fielddell we

he head of various i

dies of the big families a

as located in the best location in Fielddell, Malc

ried to op

old glance, he en

as more familiar with the passw

today, so Julian could only

mself into the s

take out his phon

ne calls missed from the old house,

n the table and stoo

"Malcolm, watch out! Do

eaf ear and slamme

fright. He thought that

front of Malcolm when Malcolm woke up so t

hrough the floor-to-ceiling

cars in the mor

, Marilyn grabbed her c

o'clock and i

time and neve

d, Marilyn walked

light makeup, but the lipstic

r more beautiful and cha

ite shirt, and the black skir

held the materials needed for today's meeting. Sh

erved, exuding the aura o

ith a confident sm

floors in the headqua

ed her position ea

k to get her card. After clocking in, she entered

on of Hannah who was the

igning only and didn't need to b

ould take the elevator

a white dress walked in. The woman had exquisite makeup and a slim figure. S

ed at the wo

her disdainfully and lowered

who could take this elevato

return to Goldmere. It would be helpful f

ther of them said a word. The woman kept

the twenty-fifth f

ts at the do

alked out of the ele

ht towards the pr

e walked towards the secreta

the Lowe Group wa

ver, every female secretary wanted to sleep with him, s

he secretary, Sergio Bowman, stopped the woman

ad a handsome face with short and clean hair. He had determined and

ith confusion, "Mr. Bowman, I came to look for Malcolm. What's

ington, Mr. Lowe is going to have

show much re

d and looked

rtly, "Mr. Bowman, mind your attitude

ed with disdain as he mocked, "I suggest that you shou