Chapter 12

Not many people knew about Marcus’s shotgun marriage, except for his family and a few close friends, including Leonardo and

Cameron

In the past, when Leonardo asked him about it on the phone, he would always answer with a smile, “When I go back to my country, I’ll bring her home.”

Ever since he got cheated on, Marcus could only feel disgusted when thinking about that woman, and didn’t want to talk about her with anyone. “What do you think?”

Leonardo begged, “Marc, please satisfy my curiosity”

“Leon, don’t you know Marc’s personality? If he doesn’t want to talk about it, it must not be a big deal.” Cameron seemingly answered casually, but every word was probing the real situation between the couple.

Comelia was also curious about what was going on between the president and his wife.

Because his boss didn’t talk about his wife in the past few days.

Marcus could easily see through Cameron’s little schemes, but he lost interest and looked at Cornelia, “Let’s go.”

Leonardo, “You’re leaving already?”

Marcus, “Not in the mood anymore.”

Leonardo asked, “Besides work, what else can you be interested in?”

Marcus didn’t answer, just got up and walked out, with Cornelia hurriedly following.

As they reached the hall, they were surrounded by a group of people, all holding up their wine glasses to toast Marcus.

Cornelia finally realized why he hid in the room. Attending other people’s banquets and dealing with these people was indeed annoying. “Sorry! President Hartley is feeling unwell and can’t drink today.” Cornelia stood in front of Marcus, blocking anyone who dared to toast

him.

If she couldn’t block them, Cornelia would drink for Marcus.

Marcus was too eye–catching, and everyone wanted to build a relationship with the Hartley Group’s president. People kept coming over to toast him, as if he was the protagonist tonight.

Cornelia accompanied him in exchanging pleasantries with so many people, her head getting dizzy from drinking. “President Hartley, why does it feel like we’re escaping?”

“Dummy.” Marcus replied.

She blocked so much wine for him, and he still called her stupid. Cornelia felt wronged but didn’t dare to show it. “If President Hartley thinks I’m stupid, then I’ll be stupid.”

Marcus looked down at her….

of her usual simple work clothes and wore a sky–blue dress, her hair

curves. Because of the alcohol, her delicate face and slender neck were flushed,

work.

her, their gazes greedy and lewd. She didn’t notice and kept drinking one glass after

he didn’t. He wanted to see how foolish she could be. If she didn’t improve, she

eliminated.

you think everyone is worthy of drinking with me? If I

Hartley, why didn’t you say so earlier? You let me

herself for not being smart enough, she also blamed him. Marcus raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you the assistant,

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Cornelia had no answer.

drink, so she stood in front of him, not

from him could make those people

laughed, covering her

was already waiting in the car at the door. Seeing

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seat, and Cornelia

at the empty seat next to him and said, “Where do you live? Let Ayden drop you off

“Thank you, President Hartley, but there’s no need. Someone

time she took a taxi alone at night without telling Zack and Abigail, they gave her the cold shoulder for a

Marcus today, she quickly messaged them. Zack

asked, “Your

he heard her conversation

had disappeared long ago. There was no way he would pick

smiled and didn’t say anything, so Marcus

Ayden found a spacious spot to park. “Ms. Stewart, do

opened the door, and waved goodbye, “Goodbye, President Hartley! Goodbye,

window slowly lowered, and Marcus ordered, “Throw

tipsy and unsteady, walked to the back of

that her boss had intended to give to his wife. These gifts should have been given

untouched.

and asked, “President Hartley, aren’t these gifts for your wife? Why didn’t you give them

drag, “I won’t need them anymore. Throw them away, sell them, or

want.”

between you and your wife?

in just a week or two, his eyes had changed when he mentioned her

“Take the s

turned serious, “Take the stuff and don’t mention her in front of me

didn’t wanna spill the beans, and Cornelia

the car to move some stuff. As she bent

as his personal assistant, she couldn’t afford to embarrass herself

was about to lift the stuff when Ayden came

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