Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

After dinner, Heather went to the bathroom.

Hardly had she come out of the bathroom when she met someone she didn't want to see again.

It was none other than Malcolm.

Heather was in a bad mood. She actually met him. She was really out of luck.

She pretended she didn't see him, but the moment he saw her, his expression changed dramatically as he yelled, "Heather, are you stalking me?"

Heather's lips twitched. This man was really narcissistic.

Before she could speak, Malcolm looked at her with a panicky face. "I'm warning you, now that you say you don't like me, don't make trouble and drive a wedge between us!"

Heather was slightly stunned, but soon she understood.

It must be because Malcolm, who told her 'the truth' today, realized something was wrong after leaving, so he went to ask Helen to be on guard against Heather, fearing Heather had said something bad about him to Helen.

However, he didn't realize Heather hadn't said anything. Instead, his sneaky behavior aroused Helen's suspicion. Finally, after questioning him for a while, she found something was wrong. Malcolm tried his best to coax her and got her to stop pressing at long last.

Heather sneered and said, "When will you stop being such a narcissist? Who gave you the confidence to believe that I'm here to stalk you and destroy your relationship?"

"Isn't it?" Malcolm sniffed. "Then why are you here? Do you think a person like you can afford this fancy restaurant?"

Heather was speechless. This restaurant was quite upscale, but why couldn't people like her afford it?

Thinking that Alexander was still waiting for her, she took a deep breath and tried hard to hold back the impulse to teach him a lesson. She said coldly, "It's a good thing the owner of the restaurant doesn't look down on people like you do. That's why he is the boss while you are not."

"You!" Malcolm was instantly ashamed and angry. Although he had known that Heather was distant and it was very difficult to win her heart before, he had never expected her to have such a poisonous tongue!

What made him even more depressed was that when Heather, who was always gentle, said these words, her whole body emitted a cold, noble aura that made him feel very ashamed.

"Also," Heather interrupted him without hesitation, "I'm here with my boyfriend for dinner. Please look in the mirror often and see yourself clearly. Don't make a fool of yourself anymore, okay?"

"You!" Malcolm was so pissed off that he was tongue-tied. Heather didn't say anything vulgar, but it cut him to the quick, which made him almost spit out blood in anger. Suddenly, he said in disbelief, as if he had realized something, "Your boyfriend? Heather, you actually have a boyfriend?"

"It's not strange," she said, rolling her eyes at him. "I'm the most beautiful girl in the school anyway. All the boys chasing me can line up outside the school, can't they? Do you really think you are the only man in the world, and if I don't choose you as my boyfriend, I will die?"

"Heather Denmark! I didn't expect you to be so shameless!" he looked at her angrily and shouted. "You actually get a boyfriend immediately after I'm with Helen. How dare you say you don't like me? As soon as Helen and I came here for dinner, you brought your so-called boyfriend with you. You just want to piss me off on purpose so that you can save your face, don't you?"

Heather was shocked!

A word popped out of her mind somehow.

"I've never seen such a brazen person!"

Just then, a shrill voice came behind her, "What are both of you doing? Are you cheating on me, Malcolm Carter?"

Heather turned her head around and had a headache. The person who came was none other than Helen. What a mess!

"Helen..." Malcolm's face instantly changed. He ran to Helen and said quickly, "It's not that. I only have you in my heart. How can I possibly cheat on you? It's her fault!"

Malcolm pointed at Heather and said angrily, "She is seducing me on purpose! I never expected she'd be such a shameless woman and come here to pester me!"

Heather clenched her fist. Malcolm was really capable as he had refreshed her perception, again and again, showing her how hateful he really was! She couldn't bear it anymore!

Furiously, Helen glared at Heather and snapped, "Heather Denmark, you are too shameless! Malcolm did chase you, but now he likes me! If you keep pestering him, I'll let you know how powerful my Jenkins family is... What, what are you doing?"

All of a sudden, Helen's face changed dramatically. Little did she think that Heather would turn a deaf ear and directly approach them to drag Malcolm by the collar!

Malcolm was a big tall man, but Heather dragged him away very easily as if he were a sack.

"Let me go! Let go!" Malcolm struggled in horror, but what made him panic-stricken was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake off her hand!

Helen caught up with them angrily. "You, you stop!"

Seeing Heather pull Malcolm into the bathroom, she hurried to follow, but as soon as she reached the door, she stood motionless in shock and didn't dare to step forward.

"You say I seduce you, don't you?" Heather punched Malcolm in the stomach!

He howled in pain as his whole body curled up like a dried shrimp! But then came Heather's second punch!

"Do I pester you?"

"Did you say I'm shameless?"

"I fucking asked you not to provoke me, but you couldn't keep it in mind, could you!"

Malcolm was beaten black and blue by Heather, who spared no effort!

"Helen, Helen, help me!" Malcolm sobbed and howled, asking Helen for help.

Helen's face turned pale. She really had never expected Heather to be so cruel and terrible and Malcolm to be such a useless disgrace! A woman actually beat him up. Helen was dying to leave on the spot!

She agreed to be Malcolm's girlfriend purely because... doing this gave her a feeling that she was stealing Heather's man! But now, she wavered. Was this man worth being her boyfriend?

A cry for help from Malcolm made Helen come to her senses. It wasn't the time to think about other things at present. She must stop Heather from being so arrogant!

She hurried to say, "Heather, let Malcolm go! Or I'm going to call the police!"

"You can just call the police!" Heather grabbed Malcolm by the collar in a wicked manner. The next moment, she pushed him in the direction of Helen! She pushed him so hard that even Helen behind him took a few steps backward, and the two of them almost rolled together.

Heather clapped her hands. She felt rather relaxed after beating Malcolm up.