Chapter 6

The next day morning, they went back.

Traveling with the big boss, they were all seated in business class. Marcus was by the window, Cornelia was by the aisle, and Ben was right behind them.

As soon as they took the seats, the flight attendant came over, “Sir, ma’am, would you like something to drink?”

Cornelia replied, “Two bottles of mineral water, please.”

Her boss was super picky about his drinks, only having hand–ground coffee and specially supplied mineral water. With limited options on the plane, mineral water was the one.

The flight attendant said okay, but didn’t leave. She was practically glued to Marcus, asking, “Sir, we have coffee on the plane, do you want any?”

Marcus didn’t even look at her and said to Cornelia, “I’m taking my wife out for dinner tonight. Make a reservation.”

Cornelia nodded, “Okay.”

The flight attendant’s smile wavered a bit as Cornelia looked at her. Feeling awkward, Cornelia smiled and said, “Could I have a newspaper, please?”

As the boss’s secretary, staying updated was a must. With no internet on the plane, a newspaper would have to do.

After reading a few articles, she came across a piece about Digital Sports Technology.

“Digital Sports Technology CEO investigated for corruption, he had an accident on the way to the airport and suffered a severe fracture of his right hand.

Cornelia glanced at Marcus, who was resting with his eyes closed. She could see his long eyelashes under his silver–framed glasses, looking like pretty little fans.

Feeling her gaze, Marcus lifted an eyebrow, “What’s up?”

Carefully, she asked, “President Hartley, did you hear about Mr. Ducler’s accident?”

scoffed, “He should be glad it

casual, like they were just chatting. But Cornelia felt

the young leader of the Hartley Group were everywhere – ruthless, indifferent,

naive kid. But he managed to take control of the Hartley Group with

shuddered at the name “Marcus of the Hartley family.” He had become

eyes, coldly staring at Cornelia. “Are you

flustered, she nodded and shook

clearly didn’t believe her but didn’t

Cornelia, “…”

that the Marcus she knew would gently smile when talking about his

assistant, not his enemy.

she breathed a sigh of relief and closed her

cruising altitude. As she dozed off, she vaguely heard a deep voice,

the flight attendant who had tried to flirt with Marcus awkwardly taking her phone

yet he could resist all temptation and

Marcus’s wife, wondering what kind of woman could make

two–and–a–half–hour flight, they arrived in Riverton

to handle Marcus’s personal affairs, like buying flowers, making dinner

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Chapter 6

into it this time, knowing that the boss’s wife’s satisfaction with the date would directly affect his mood, and in turn,

and watched him get into the car and leave. Her job for the day was

sigh of relief and was about to call a cab when her chat group lit up. Abigail sent a message, “Cornelia, we’re

She replied, “Sure.”

Cornelia’s place,

ashamed to

but Marcus only caught one key point, “Granny,

you don’t even

Marcus repeated the name, and Cornelia’s face appeared in

when he was picking a new assistant.

my way to pick her up. Once I do, I’ll bring her to see

her, don’t bother coming to see me. Let me tell you,

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