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?”

her up and down like an item for sale, which Cornelia found repulsive, “Whether or not I have a boyfriend is my

don’t have a boyfriend, I

rich kids who tried to pursue every girl they met. If he weren’t Marcus’s friend, she wouldn’t

instead laughing, “So you’re not interested in me, are you interested in

Marcus would

but thankfully he was just focused on smoking and

are not saying no, so I

be attracted to rich kids like them. If it weren’t for his family background, his life might be

“Marc, your

gave her the courage?” Another man

but she guessed he was the son of the Reese family, one of the

Hartley family, the Reese family, the Wilson

same age and

cut through the chatter, and everyone looked at him as

quickly played peacemaker, “No

cold stare, full of

they didn’t know each other.

went straight to Marcus, who smelled of

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asked, “President

her,

“Mr. Wilson told

short. You should enjoy it

unhappy glance, and Leonardo immediately turned serious, “You asked me

Wrong.”

got up to leave with Cornelia following closely

Cornelia, you should find a handsome man

Cornelia was speechless.

that Leonardo was trying

club, Cornelia saw a black Bentley parked

was seated, she got

Marcus had several high–value mansions

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

Riverton, with sky–high prices per square meter that makes

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