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.

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

woman next to him and swirling his wine glass, Leonardo asked, “Do you

which Cornelia found repulsive, “Whether or not I have a

if you don’t have a boyfriend, I can

like these spoiled rich kids who tried to pursue every girl they met. If he weren’t Marcus’s friend, she

instead laughing, “So you’re not interested

Marcus would misunderstand and

at Marcus, but thankfully he was just focused on smoking and didn’t seem to notice

laughed, “you are not saying no, so I guessed

him were too narcissistic, thinking all women would be attracted to rich kids like them. If it weren’t

“Marc, your

her the courage?” Another man chimed in, his

was the son of the Reese family, one of the four major families,

Hartley family, the Reese family, the Wilson family,

were all around the same age and

there a problem? Marcus’s deep voice cut through the chatter, and everyone looked at him as he slowly

quickly played peacemaker, “No problem, no

Cornelia a cold

it was their first meeting, and they didn’t know each other. Why was he treating

and went straight to Marcus, who smelled of alcohol but had clear eyes, not

Chapter 8

a low voice, she asked, “President

looked up at her, “Who

“Mr. Wilson told me to

short. You should enjoy

and Leonardo immediately turned serious, “You asked me to call the driver earlier, but I got

Wrong.”

but didn’t bother arguing, got up to leave with

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

Cornelia was speechless.

Leonardo

a black

and once he was seated,

had

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

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