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.”

sounded so casual, like they were just chatting. But Cornelia felt a chill down her spine and

the Hartley Group were everywhere – ruthless, indifferent, immune

was just a naive kid. But he managed to take control of the

at the name “Marcus of the Hartley family.” He had

opened his eyes, coldly staring at Cornelia. “Are you

nodded and

He clearly didn’t believe her but didn’t press

Cornelia, “…”

smile when talking about his wife, make time

not his enemy. Why should she be

of relief and closed her eyes

a deep voice, “Do

to see the flight attendant who

yet he could resist all temptation

wondering what kind of woman could make a man like him never give

arrived in Riverton and went straight to

had to handle Marcus’s personal affairs, like buying flowers,

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into it this time, knowing that the boss’s wife’s satisfaction with the date would directly affect his mood, and in turn, her

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

about to call a cab when her chat group lit up. Abigail sent a message,

She replied, “Sure.”

drove towards Cornelia’s place,

I’ve been too ashamed to face Cornelia this past

only caught one key point, “Granny,

name is Cornelia! You bastard, you don’t even remember your own wife’s

and Cornelia’s face appeared in

when he was picking a

her up. Once I do, I’ll bring her to

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