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?”

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

chuckled, “Well, if you don’t have a

rich kids who tried to pursue every girl they met. If

didn’t seem to mind, instead laughing, “So you’re not interested

Marcus would misunderstand and affect

at Marcus, but thankfully he was just focused on smoking and

laughed, “you are not saying no, so

women would be attracted to rich kids like them. If it weren’t

“Marc, your

Who gave her the courage?” Another man chimed in, his eyes

of the

the

were all around the same age and were said

through the chatter, and everyone looked at him as he

quickly played peacemaker, “No

a cold stare, full

didn’t

Marcus, who smelled of alcohol but had clear eyes, not

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asked, “President Hartley,

up at her, “Who asked

replied, “Mr. Wilson told me

short.

Leonardo immediately turned serious, “You

Wrong.”

arguing, got up to leave with Cornelia following

about to leave, Leonardo called out loudly, “Miss Cornelia, you should find a handsome man like me.

Cornelia was speechless.

feel that Leonardo was

saw a

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

Marcus had several high–value mansions in

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

in Riverton, with sky–high prices per square meter that makes many people green with envy. And Marcus owns several of

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