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.

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

While hugging the woman next to him and swirling his wine glass, Leonardo asked, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

for sale, which Cornelia found repulsive, “Whether

“Well, if you don’t have

tried to pursue every girl they met. If he weren’t Marcus’s

didn’t seem to mind, instead laughing, “So

Cornelia worried that Marcus would

just focused on smoking and didn’t seem to notice her

are not saying no, so I guessed

know 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

bold. Who gave her the courage?” Another

son of the Reese

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

same age and

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

peacemaker, “No problem, no

a cold

and they didn’t know each other. Why was he

Marcus, who smelled of alcohol but

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asked, “President Hartley, shall

looked up at her, “Who asked you to

honestly replied, “Mr. Wilson told me to pick you

short. You should enjoy it while you can,

turned serious, “You asked

Wrong.”

didn’t believe him but didn’t bother arguing, got up to leave with Cornelia following closely

you should find a handsome man like

Cornelia was speechless.

help but feel that Leonardo was trying to make Hartley

the club, Cornelia saw a black

car door for Marcus, and once he was

that Marcus had several high–value

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

famous seaside residential area in Riverton, with sky–high prices per square