Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 751: Get Out!

Malcom Moore’s eyes were icy cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if he were watching a play unfold before him.

After all, no man is immune to temptation, nor can any man resist delightful offerings sent his way.

Moreover, the man before her is famously known as the playboy of River City.

Despite rumors claiming Young Master Morris has changed and no longer indulges in romantic pursuits, she didn’t believe it.

She presumed it was merely due to a lack of captivating beauties that failed to keep a wanderer like Young Master Morris engaged.

As soon as she entered, didn’t she successfully capture Young Master Morris’s attention?

"Young Master Morris..." the woman cooed shyly, moving towards Malcom Moore.

She remained confident in her own figure!

At that moment, faced with the woman’s elaborate attempts at seduction, Malcom Moore nonchalantly glanced at her without any reaction.

The woman’s expression froze, seemingly preparing to explain to Malcom Moore.

But indeed, she had undergone breast enhancements...

"Ha!" Malcom Moore sneered, shaking off the woman’s hand that still held onto him, and coldly said, "Boring! Leave."

Having reached this point, how could the woman willingly depart?

She had already entered Young Master Morris’s private room, successfully sparking his interest, how could she let her augmented breasts lead to defeat!

"Young Master Morris!" the woman seductively cried out, then directly fell onto Malcom Moore’s lap, reaching to grab the leather belt at his waist.

Malcom Moore’s cold black eyes suddenly swept over, "Get out!"

The chilling, sinister gaze emitting a murderous aura caused the woman to momentarily freeze.

Seeing no reaction from his groin, she stood up in defeat, dressed and left...

Inside the private room, Malcom Moore drank his wine expressionlessly, only standing up to stagger out of CC Pub after finishing his drink.

Drunk, Malcom Moore opted not to be accompanied home.

He staggered along the streets, desolate and broken-hearted, whispering to himself, "Ha, your best friend Melody Parker is getting married, are you really not coming back?"

"Won’t you come back? Come visit River City, return to my side!"

"I miss you, I really, really miss you..."

Malcom Moore murmured all the way back to his apartment, the cozy nest filled with love memories shared with Serena Sterling...

Throughout this journey, a woman kept trailing Malcom Moore from afar.

Watching Malcom Moore return to that apartment after drowning his sorrows, her heart ached painfully, "Malcom, it’s been three years, do you still refuse to let go?"

She, delicate and slender, stood in the night, gazing up at the apartment unlit, "Malcom, wouldn’t it be better to forget her? Too much stands between you two, you’re doomed never to come together!"

Tears gleamed and rolled down from the corners of the woman’s eyes.

Stubbornly, she stared at the apartment upstairs, declaring word by word, "Malcom, I’ve been waiting right here for you, as soon as you forget her, we can start anew!"

Then she added quickly, "Even if you temporarily can’t forget her, just give me a chance, a chance to move back close to you!"

Three days before Adrian Davies and Melody Parker’s wedding.

In a small manor in S Country.

Here lived an exceptionally beautiful woman, her exquisite and delicate face becoming more and more enchanting, her large eyes reflecting boundless wisdom and strength.

Besides her, there was a particularly pretty, docile, adorable little girl.

She donned a princess dress, her hair styled into two cute braids. Her large eyes mirrored the woman’s exactly, and the whole little face was strikingly similar to a certain man from River City.

The mouth and nose were practically copies of his.

At eight in the evening, after bathing and drying the little girl’s hair, the woman picked her up, "Darling, let’s go to bed now!"

Saying this, the woman walked to the little girl’s bed, gently lifting the silk blanket for her to lie down, looking at her with warm and doting eyes, asking, "Darling, what kind of story would you like mom to tell you today?"

"Mommy!" the girl lying on the little bed called crisply, her eyes as bright as a starry river, gazing directly at her mom.

Instead of answering with a story preference, she asked quietly, "Are we going back to River City tomorrow?"

With a gentle gaze, the woman watched the little girl, dotingly extending a hand to stroke the bangs on her forehead, "Yes, tomorrow we’re going back to River City."

The little girl tilted her head, puzzled, asking, "Why do we have to go back? Doesn’t mommy dislike that place?"

The woman laughed, reaching out to pinch the little’s girl cheeks, "You adorable little rogue, who told you mommy dislikes River City? That’s mommy’s hometown, where I grew up, how could I not like it?"

The little girl pouted, her eyes filled with confusion.

Does mommy really like River City?

Then why does mommy always feel sad whenever River City or grandparents are mentioned?

And if mommy really misses them so much, why doesn’t she ever take me back to see them?

A bright smile illuminated the woman’s face, looking at the little girl frowning, she assured her, "Don’t overthink, mommy truly doesn’t dislike River City!"

"Oh." The girl responded, then asked, "Then why is mommy going back this time? Is it because of that special beautiful aunt on the phone?"