Chapter 333 Half–minute Performance?
Bianca’s sudden appearance caught both Malcolm and Sandra off guard. The moment Malcolm saw her, his face paled, and he instinctively released Sandra’s hand. He never expected Bianca to show up at Julia’s birthday party. But it was too late; she had already seen everything.
In truth, Bianca had been there for a while. She had been present when Malcolm asked Harvey to take Lydia under his wing, but she had kept quiet, observing from the sidelines. However, as soon as the crowd began to disperse, she noticed a woman standing close to Malcolm, and something about their interaction set off alarm bells in her mind. Her instincts kicked in, and Bianca felt a wave of unease wash over her.
This woman had a familiar face. She was Malcolm’s secretary from years ago! That secretary had been stunning, with a figure that turned heads. Many of the single male employees at Celestial Ventures Group had been captivated by her charm. Whispers began to circulate around the office.
Bianca was not one to ignore gossip. When she caught wind of the rumors, she had stormed into Malcolm’s office, only to find that he had already fired the secretary. At the time, Bianca felt a wave of relief, thinking her worries were unfounded and that she had misjudged her husband. Since then, her trust in Malcolm had remained unwavering.
But now, years later, seeing them together at the party was a slap in the face. Her heart raced as the pieces fell into place. Bianca thought, “What does this mean? They’ve been in contact all these years? Malcolm fired her out of guilt, just to placate me!” Fuming at the thought, Bianca marched up to Malcolm and seized his tie, yanking him closer.
“Malcolm! This isn’t over! You’d better give me some answers today! You’ve been keeping secrets from me! How could you betray me like this? Keeping a mistress on the side?”
As Bianca confronted him, Malcolm instinctively leaned forward, caught off guard by her aggression. Suddenly, with a loud “whoosh,” Malcolm’s wig flew off, revealing his thinning hair for all to see.
"Mr. Stone’s head is shinier than my living room light bulb!"
“I always thought it strange that Malcolm has a full head of hair for his age. Turns out he’s been wearing a wig all along!”
“Seriously, where did he get that wig? It looks so real! I need a link to that store!”
“After this little show is over, you can ask him.”
Malcolm’s face turned a shade of crimson as he realized he had just been humiliated in front of everyone. He stood there, torn between picking up the wig and leaving it on the floor. Bianca’s tirade continued unabated.
“Malcolm, say something! Are you too ashamed to even defend yourself? You’re old enough to know better! How can you be fooling around with someone else? With your… what, half–minute performance? You’ve got some nerve!” Clearly seething with anger, Bianca spoke without restraint. The crowd erupted into another fit of laughter, the absurdity of the situation not lost on them.
“Come on, what’s so funny? Mr. Stone is over fifty; half a minute isn’t that bad!”
Feeling the heat of embarrassment, Malcolm couldn’t believe he had become the butt of the joke. As he struggled to break free from Bianca’s grip, he retorted, “Half a minute? That’s for you! You know exactly what you’re like! Now let go of me!”