She had attended major film festivals, walked red carpets, large or small, and even been featured as an important guest at various parties.
Yet no man would ever actively refuse to go out arm in arm with her.
This was simply humiliating for her.
But she was merely upset, she quickly smiled, "I understand. Don't worry. I won't make it difficult for you and Miss Lloyd."
Malcolm nodded his head, and his long legs stepped out of the car with cool pride, taking the lead.
Chad immediately followed him out of the car and went around to the other side to help Ethel open the door.
As soon as the two appeared, they were the center of attention, with flashlight clicking around.
Ethel was freely with this kind of scene. The smile on her face was decent and noble. The two entered side by side, but the distance was very well controlled, not even a piece of clothing touch.
Since then, Ethel had been very disciplined and controlled her distance from all kinds of social gatherings and interactions.
Malcolm's wariness of her was reduced a couple of times.
Lyra entered long before the two.
But she didn't like to socialize, so she had been sitting with Cody in an inconspicuous corner sipping wine.
Cody drank a lot, with sullenness written over his face.
Lyra was wondering, "What's wrong with you? Who makes you upset again?"
Cody deflated in exasperation, "Malcolm!"
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Lyra was curious, "Since you came to Suham, you haven't spoken to him yet, right? How did he get on your nerves?"
"He took advantage of the fact I am not yet of legal age to get a marriage license so he engaged with you. This is a business marriage. I guess I will never have a chance in my life!"
Lyra snickered and touched his head.
"What are you thinking about!? Even if I'm not engaged to him, I don't like anyone younger than me!"
Cody grunted: "You're bullshitting. You even said you like me before!"
Lyra held her forehead and told him frankly, "Kid, I like you as a friend and brother, not a lover. You can no longer think of me, or I can only avoid you ten feet away. And we can't be friends."
"No!"
Cody drank a glass of red wine to console himself, "Although I'm not lucky enough to marry you, being your friend is still good."
Lyra laughed at this and shook her head helplessly.
After sitting in the quiet corner for a long time, Lyra did not see Malcolm so she simply found an excuse to leave the seat, "I'll go to the bathroom. Come back soon."
At this time, the fountain of the hotel garden.
Malcolm and Ethel had just finished socializing others.
"Mr. Malcolm, I still think it's more kind to call you Malcolm. Is that okay?"
"Whatever."
She immediately called him, "Malcolm, are you still satisfied with the performance of my socializing just now?"
Malcolm's icy scowl didn't let up, "It's okay."
These words made her smile like a child who was begging for candy.
It was okay, which equaled to good.
And that was satisfactory.
Malcolm finally gave her a compliment!
Her face was written with delight, "So Malcolm, can you find a quiet place to sit with me? I'm a little tired after standing and talking for a long time."
Malcolm took one look at the twelve centimeter height high-heel and agreed.
The two walked on the stone path of the garden.
The surrounding area was quiet and the streetlights were dim, adding a touch of haziness to the backs of the two.
Malcolm walked without a word, with his hands in his pockets.
As long as Ethel didn't speak, he won't say a word.
The two walked very slowly and the atmosphere was quiet and somewhat eerie.
Ethel wondered what to talk about. The gravel road was not smooth, and she suddenly stepped on her feet and lost balance.
"Oops!"
Her whole body subconsciously fell towards Malcolm's body.
Malcolm reacted instinctively and took a step back. Ethel didn't even touch the corner of his shirt.
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