Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 8

Late at night, Cornelia’s sweet dreams were shattered by a phone call.

Groggily, she found her phone and saw “Marcus” displayed on the screen, instantly waking her up.

Cornelia sat up and answered, “President Hartley, hello!”

It was a strange man’s voice, “Your President Hartley is drunk, come to Shimmer Club and pick him up”

“Who are you?” At this time, Marcus should be with his wife.

How could he get drunk at Shimmer Club?

And who was this stranger calling from his phone?

“I’m Leonardo Wilson, hurry up and get over here.” The other party hung up after speaking.

Cornelia knew Leonardo was Marcus’s friend, and his family was one of Riverton’s four major families.

It was part of Cornelia’s job to pick up Marcus if he was drunk.

Cornelia quickly changed into her work clothes and rushed to Shimmer Club by taxi.

Shimmer Club was Riverton’s most exclusive membership club, not open to ordinary people.

Leonardo had already informed the staff, and someone greeted Comelia as soon as she got out of the car, leading her to the private room, “Miss, they’re inside.”

Cornelia thanked the staff and knocked on the door, immediately seeing two couples drinking on the couch, with only Marcus sitting alone in the corner, holding a nearly finished cigarette in his hand.

All four pairs of eyes turned to Cornelia, unabashedly sizing her up.

“So you’re Marc’s new assistant? You’re too pretty to be wasted working for someone like him,” said Leonardo, whom Cornelia recognized from pictures online.

Leonardo came from a wealthy home and was good–looking; he always made headlines and had dated countless female celebrities, earning him the reputation of being a notorious playboy in Riverton.

politely greeted him, “Mr. Wilson, hello! I’m here to pick up President

swirling his wine glass, Leonardo asked,

up and down like an item for sale, which Cornelia found repulsive, “Whether or not I have a boyfriend is my private

chuckled, “Well, if you don’t have a boyfriend, I can

in you. Cornelia didn’t like these spoiled rich kids who tried to pursue every girl they

mind, instead laughing, “So you’re not interested in me, are you

Cornelia worried that Marcus would

he was just focused on smoking and didn’t seem to

“you are not saying no, so

Wilson, do you not know how to respect people?” People like him were too narcissistic, thinking all women would be

“Marc, your

quite bold. Who gave her the courage?” Another man chimed in, his eyes

know him, but she guessed he was the son of the Reese family, one of

the Reese family, the Wilson family,

Cameron were all around the same age and were said to

deep voice cut through the chatter, and everyone

quickly played peacemaker, “No problem,

gave Cornelia a cold stare,

their first meeting, and they didn’t know each other.

smelled of alcohol but had clear eyes,

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asked, “President Hartley, shall

her, “Who

told me to pick

“Marc, life is short. You should enjoy it while you can, or it’s

immediately turned serious, “You asked me to call

Wrong.”

didn’t bother arguing, got up

Cornelia, you should find a handsome man like me. Your President Hartley

Cornelia was speechless.

Leonardo was trying to make

Cornelia saw a black Bentley parked at

was seated, she got into the

knew that Marcus had several high–value mansions

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”