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.

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

to him and swirling his wine glass, Leonardo asked,

up and down like an item for sale, which Cornelia found repulsive, “Whether or not I have

don’t have a boyfriend, I can

I’m not interested in you. Cornelia didn’t 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 in me, are you interested

worried that Marcus would misunderstand and

but thankfully he was just focused on smoking and didn’t seem

not saying no, so

how to respect people?” People like him were too narcissistic, thinking all women would be attracted to rich kids like them. If it weren’t for his family background, his life might be

“Marc, your

quite bold. Who gave her the courage?” Another man

him, but she guessed he was the son of the

four major families: the Hartley family, the Reese family, the Wilson family, and

around the same age and were

voice cut through the chatter, and everyone looked at him as he

quickly played peacemaker, “No problem, no

cold

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

who smelled of alcohol but had clear eyes,

Chapter 8

low voice, she asked, “President Hartley,

looked up at her, “Who

replied, “Mr. Wilson told me to pick

laughed and said, “Marc, life is short. You

glance, and Leonardo immediately turned serious, “You asked me to call the driver

Wrong.”

but didn’t bother arguing, got up

Leonardo called out loudly, “Miss Cornelia, you should find a handsome man like me. Your President

Cornelia was speechless.

that Leonardo

Cornelia saw a black Bentley parked at the

and once he was seated, she got into the driver’s seat, “President

that Marcus had several high–value mansions in

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”