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?”

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

don’t have a boyfriend,

these spoiled rich kids who tried to pursue every girl they met. If he weren’t

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

Marcus would misunderstand and affect

subconsciously glanced at Marcus, but thankfully he was just focused on smoking and didn’t seem to

laughed, “you are not saying no, so I

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

“Marc, your

the courage?” Another man chimed

the son of the Reese family, one

major families: the Hartley family, the

the same age and were said to have

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

peacemaker, “No problem,

cold stare,

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

and went straight to Marcus, who smelled of alcohol

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low voice, she asked, “President Hartley, shall

up at her, “Who asked you

replied, “Mr. Wilson told

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

serious, “You asked me to call the driver earlier, but

Wrong.”

bother arguing, got up to leave with

to leave, Leonardo called out loudly, “Miss Cornelia, you should find a

Cornelia was speechless.

but feel that Leonardo was trying to make

club, Cornelia saw a black

Marcus, and once he was seated, she got into the driver’s seat, “President

that Marcus had several high–value mansions in

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

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