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

don’t have a boyfriend,

tried to pursue every girl they met.

so directly, Leonardo didn’t seem to mind, instead laughing, “So you’re

this, Cornelia worried that Marcus would misunderstand and

he was just focused on smoking and didn’t seem

“you are not saying no, so I guessed

would be attracted to

“Marc, your

Another man chimed

was the son of the Reese family, one of the four

the Hartley family, the Reese family, the

age and were said to have been friends

the chatter,

peacemaker, “No problem, no

cold stare, full of

was puzzled; it was their first meeting, and they didn’t know

to Marcus, who smelled of alcohol but had

Chapter 8

voice, she asked, “President Hartley, shall

up at her,

replied, “Mr. Wilson told

looked at Leonardo, who laughed and said, “Marc, life is short. You should enjoy it while you

“You

Wrong.”

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

should find a handsome

Cornelia was speechless.

couldn’t help but feel that Leonardo was trying to make Hartley

saw a

Marcus, and once he was seated, she

knew that Marcus had

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

Mansion is a famous seaside residential area in Riverton, with sky–high prices per square meter that

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