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?”

Marcus scoffed, “He should be glad it was only his hand that got injured.”

they were just chatting. But Cornelia felt

Group were everywhere – ruthless, indifferent, immune to women’s

to take control of the Hartley Group with a tough hand, saving it from the brink and making it a world

many in the business world shuddered at the name “Marcus of the Hartley family.”

his eyes, coldly

she nodded and

believe her but didn’t press the

Cornelia, “…”

matter what others said about him, she couldn’t deny that the Marcus she knew would gently smile when talking about his wife, make time for her no

his assistant, not his enemy. Why should she

of relief and closed her eyes to

cruising altitude. As she dozed off, she vaguely heard a deep voice, “Do you think I’m frivolous,

her eyes to see the flight

yet he could resist all temptation and

what kind of woman could make a man like

flight, they arrived in Riverton and went

Marcus’s personal affairs, like buying flowers, making dinner reservations, and

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Chapter 6

boss’s wife’s satisfaction with the date would directly affect his mood, and in turn, her

of flowers and watched him get into the car and leave. Her job for the

of relief and was about to call a cab when her chat group lit up. Abigail sent a message, “Cornelia, we’re having cod tonight. Could you grab a bottle of white wine for cooking from

She replied, “Sure.”

Marcus’s car drove towards Cornelia’s place, Granny Luisa called

ever since you got married and went abroad for work, you’ve neglected your wife. I’ve been too ashamed to face Cornelia this past year. If you

on, but Marcus only caught one key point, “Granny, what did you say

don’t even remember your

and

thought that name sounded familiar when he was picking a new assistant. It was the

to pick her up. Once I do,

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