Pierre frowned and said, "Don't bother about it. I'm going to the office tomorrow. I'll put on a suit and a tie."
"No. Only women understand what a woman wants and what a woman likes. Just listen to me," said Madam Mallory as she
walked toward Pierre's dressing room.
Pierre could see how worried Madam Mallory was. He leaned against the door and let her pick his outfit for him.
Madam Mallory opened the wardrobe door and frowned. What came into her sight were not rows of expensive customized suits
but lots of leather clothing and striking colors of collared shirts.
Pierre used to love wearing these back then. It matched his high-profile personality, but they were unsuitable for him now.
Madam Mallory said disdainfully, "Oh dear, look at these. You're the future CEO of Mallory Corporation. Throw these away."
"It's a waste to throw them away. Just leave them there," Pierre replied lazily. He spent a lot of money to buy these imported
clothes.
Previously, when he went drag racing with the others, these clothes were eye-catching and suited his personality the most.
Madam Mallory put the clothes aside with a look of despise on her face. She took the suits out and said, "These are the suits
tailor-made for you. They're all made by the world's best tailor. And you just left them here. What a waste."
"They're old-fashioned and don't suit me." Pierre lifted his head and glanced at the suits in Madam Mallory's hands, then he
immediately lowered his head and continued to look at his phone.
Ever since Old Master Mallory held the press conference, many were making wild guesses about their purpose of holding an
urgent shareholder's meeting.
The old master had also arranged for people to lead the media on the internet. Now, more and more people believed that Pierre
would replace Percy and become the new CEO of Mallory Corporation.
"They're not. They're perfect for you to go to work." Madam Mallory picked a suit and took a white collared shirt to match it. Then,
she chose a necktie to match the outfit. "Wear this to the lunch date tomorrow. Trust me. You're tall and handsome, so you'll look
good in it."
Pierre did not want Madam Mallory to continue chattering. Besides, Madam Mallory's health had not fully recovered yet. He was
worried it would affect her mood if he rejected her. Thus, he nodded and said, "Okay. I got it."
Madam Mallory held up the outfit she had picked for Pierre and said with satisfaction, "This looks good. Belle will like it when she
sees you."
“Mom, please believe in your son's charm," said Pierre. He could win over any woman with his charm except for Nina.
Madam Mallory could not help but helplessly shake her head when she saw how confident Pierre was. She was worried that
Pierre would not take it seriously, so she reminded her, “Do you think Belle is just like any other woman? Seize the chance. It's
going to benefit you in the future."
“Okay, I know. It's getting late. Hurry up and go back to your room to rest." Pierre could no longer stand Madam Mallory nagging
at him. He helped Madam Mallory up by holding her arm and headed out resignedly.
Madam Mallory shook her head helplessly and reminded Pierre again, “I've been looking forward to having a grandchild. Pierre,
don't let me down."
“I know. Don't worry. I'll have a nice lunch with Ms. Chamberlain tomorrow." Pierre helped Madam Mallory up. He looked down as
a surge of emotions welled up inside him.
Grandchild?
She had a grandchild back then.
However, Nina was left with no choice but to pick up the knife and stab the baby in her belly when Pierre forced her.
Pierre did not feel anything at that time, but he would feel uncomfortable whenever he thought of that baby now.
If he had kept the child, Nina would not have become Percy's woman and he would have been the winner!
Pierre headed back to his study and sat on his office chair. He took his phone out, scrolled to the top of his photo gallery, and
found Nina's photo.
Even so, what difference would keeping the child have made?
He would still become the biggest winner!
Nina would also eventually become his.
The following day.
Luca realized Luke had already gotten out of bed when she woke up in the morning.
She stared blankly at the space beside her for a while. It seemed like Luke came home late last night. When he got onto the bed
last night, she could feel the iciness of the cold weather out there.
Luca was not sure if it was just her imagination, but she could not sleep well in the middle of the night.
It was only when Luke came back home after work did she sleep soundly.
Luca stroked the empty side of the bed. There was no warmth lingering on it. She reckoned Luke must have woken up early.
“He woke up so early in the morning. He probably didn't have enough rest," Luca mumbled to herself. She suddenly
remembered the conversation between her and Luke back then.
Luca felt sorry for him going out early and coming home late at the time. Luke had spent all day dealing with T Corporation's
matters.
Hence, Luca took the chance to cuddle with him in bed when he slept early that day. She felt sorry for him as she gently stroked
his forehead and eyebrows, telling him how heartbroken she was.
Luke listened to what Luca said patiently and held her hand. He leaned closer to her and kissed her gently on the lips. The soft
kiss comforted Luca's heart.
Luke told her that Lanie would take over the family business once he had completed his studies. When the time came, he would
have time to rest, and he could go on vacations with her.
Luke told her that judging from how smart Lanie was, if the school allowed him to skip grades, he would be able to finish his
education soon.
He said it would take 10 more years.
He said their time would slow down at that time.
Luca still remembered she was moved to tears while she listened to him talk about their future.
However, she shook her head and told him that she hoped Lanie could have a happy childhood and teenage years. She did not
want him to spend all his time studying.
That was why Luke did not let Lanie skip grades even though he thought the lessons were too easy for him.
It was because Luke had always kept in mind what Luca had told him before.
After Luca freshened herself up, she walked out of the bedroom.
The door of the bedroom opposite her was left open. Luca walked to the door and saw Luke sitting at his desk, busy with his
work.
“Mr. Crawford, you woke up early today," Luca said in a soft voice. She was worried she would wake the kids up.
"I slept well last night. That's why I woke up early," replied Luke.
"..." Luca looked at Luke. He did not look tired, but the man in front of her had stayed up for two to three days without any sleep
in the past. He might have looked a little dispirited, but he was not that tired.
Hence, what he said was unlikely to be true.
Luke had only slept for two to three hours. How could he have had enough rest?
Luca did not say anything. Then, she said, "I'm going downstairs to prepare breakfast."
"Please make some coffee for me," said Luke.
"Okay." Luca nodded and agreed.
When Luca arrived downstairs, Aunt Neile was already preparing breakfast. Luca took the coffee beans out and made some
coffee for Luke and Vivian.
"Ms. Craw, did Mr. Crawford not have enough rest again?" Aunt Neile saw Luca take the thermos bottle out and figured it out.
"Yes. Mr. Crawford came home late last night. He only slept for two to three hours. Then, he woke up early to work again," said
Luca. Hence, she was planning to make a pot of coffee for him so that it could give him a lift when he went to work.
"It's difficult for Mr. Crawford to manage such a big company. He can't rest well at all." Aunt Neile let out a sigh.