Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 417: She Is the Future Young Mistress of the Morris Family…
As for repaying the kindness, he admitted it candidly.
He stated clearly that it was true Serena Sterling’s father died saving his father, but his engagement to Serena had nothing to do with it, only because he fell in love with this girl named Serena Sterling, the girl who could bring him sunshine and walk into his heart.
At the same time, he declared boldly that if anyone used cyber violence again, the Morris Group would pursue it to the end.
Malcom Moore’s bold act of protecting his girlfriend made the women of River City scream once again.
After the Morris Group’s statement was issued, Malcom Moore once again accepted an interview with reporters.
During the interview, he, as always, indulged in PDA, speaking with overwhelming power as a boyfriend, creating a storm-free sky for Serena Sterling, ensuring she would no longer face any attacks.
"Luna is the woman I love the most, my fiancée, the future young mistress of the Morris family. I love her, love everything about her. And everyone was wrong, it’s not that she’s unworthy of me, but that I’m unworthy of her. She is the best girl and deserves better. I’ve been too ridiculous before... I hope everyone treats my fiancée kindly. Of course, for everyone who attacks my fiancée, I, Malcom Moore, will not let them go easily, and will definitely pursue them to the end!"
After the Morris Group’s statement and Malcom Moore’s interview were released, those hiding behind anonymity to attack went utterly silent.
After all, the Morris Group isn’t something ordinary people can afford to provoke, and offending the Morris family and Malcom Moore, the newly appointed head of the Morris Group, just for a fleeting moment of verbal satisfaction, isn’t worth it.
...
On the rooftop of River City Hospital, Ivy Wood gazed sadly at the clouds in the sky.
She loved Malcom Moore. Many years ago, from the first glance she saw him, she fell deeply in love, and for Malcom Moore, she even did many crazy wrong things.
But in Malcom Moore’s eyes, she was always just a stranger.
Even so, she couldn’t control her heart from loving Malcom Moore.
She was always paying attention to news about Malcom Moore, so naturally, she wouldn’t miss the interviews where he took over as the president of the Morris Group, wouldn’t miss the news of him announcing his engagement with a smile on his face.
Hearing the news that Malcom Moore was getting engaged, her world collapsed.
Six years, haha, in these six years, countless women hovered around Malcom Moore, but there was never her.
After that incident, after he said those words, she never dared to appear in front of him again, only dared to love him silently from behind.
During these six years, she paid attention to every woman who was rumored to be involved with Malcom Moore.
She knew clearly that to Malcom Moore, those women were just passing clouds, mere distractions to while away his time, who could never enter Malcom Moore’s heart.
But this time it was very different.
The words Malcom Moore said during the interview, the love and indulgence that couldn’t be concealed in his eyes when he mentioned that girl, and everything he did for her, were like nuclear bombs, shattering her heart completely.
No, she couldn’t watch him marry any woman.
Even if she couldn’t enter his heart, couldn’t have him, no one else should either!
She knew her position clearly, knew that relying on herself, she couldn’t stop any of this no matter what.
But while she couldn’t, there was one person who could.
Ivy Wood took out her phone and composed a message to send.
[Grace, I know you still hate me. I’m sorry, forgive me for not being able to control my heart, for loving Young Master Morris just like you all these years. Forgive my selfishness for doing those things to you. But please believe me, I said nothing and did nothing to betray you back then. Grace, come back, Young Master Morris is getting engaged.]
After sending this long message, Ivy felt it wasn’t enough, so she sent over a website link.
It was the link to both of Malcom Moore’s interviews.
After sending these two pieces of information and incorporating the links to both interviews, Ivy put away her phone and walked down from the rooftop.
She believed that as long as that person saw her message, they would definitely come back.
...
Rome Academy of Fine Arts, Italy.
A girl with long tea-colored hair, large eyes, slender and tall figure, brimming with classical charm, was listening attentively to her mentor’s lecture.
As she listened, she sketched diligently in her sketchbook.
Just then, her phone suddenly rang.
The girl looked up at her mentor and apologized, "I’m sorry, Professor, I forgot to set it to silent."
As the girl looked up, her pallid skin caught the professor’s eye.
The girl’s professor was Italian, an old-fashioned man in his sixties with a white beard.
He is very talented, also quite eccentric, and always very strict with his students.
His classes required absolute silence, and putting phones on silent was a mandatory rule.
However, in the professor’s eyes, the girl was always a well-behaved and sensible student, so an occasional slip-up wouldn’t warrant punishment. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
He looked at the girl and smiled slightly, "It’s alright, just keep it in mind for next time."
"Okay." The girl nodded and was about to set her phone to silent.
But just as she was doing so, the phone rang again.
The repeated message alert made the girl embarrassed, "I’m sorry, Professor, there might be something important, may I..."
Before the girl could finish speaking, the professor kindly allowed, "Go ahead."
"Thank you, Professor." The girl nodded and walked aside with her phone.
She stepped aside and checked her phone.
An unknown number... a message.
The girl looked thoughtful as she opened the message to check.
Upon seeing the contents, she couldn’t help but tremble all over, and the hand holding the phone started to shake slightly.
She widened her eyes incredulously and carefully reviewed the message’s contents.
Then she opened the link, and her hand trembled more violently, and before long, her whole body started trembling...
After a dozen minutes, she made up her mind and re-entered the classroom.
She looked at the professor and spoke gently, "I’m sorry, Professor, I might not be able to participate in the painting exhibition in France this time, I have to return to River City..."
Seeing the girl struggling to speak, the white-bearded professor immediately expressed concern, "What’s wrong? Is there something wrong at home?"
Despite her efforts to suppress it, the girl’s eyes welled with mist, and even her voice was tinged with tremor as she spoke, "Yes! I must go back!"
"Go, family matters are important." The professor approved of the girl going home.
