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?”

down like an item for sale, which Cornelia found repulsive, “Whether

have a

to pursue every girl they met. If he

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

worried that Marcus would misunderstand

thankfully he was just focused on smoking and didn’t

are not saying no,

thinking all women would be attracted to rich kids like them. If

“Marc, your

courage?” Another man chimed in, his eyes on Cornelia not

was the son of the Reese family, one of

families: the Hartley family, the Reese family, the Wilson family, and

age and were said to have

through the chatter, and everyone looked at him as he slowly

quickly played peacemaker, “No

Cornelia a cold stare, full of

they didn’t know each other. Why was

went straight to Marcus, who smelled of alcohol but had clear

Chapter 8

voice, she asked, “President Hartley,

at her, “Who asked you

Wilson told me to

at Leonardo, who laughed and said, “Marc, life is short.

him an unhappy glance, and Leonardo immediately turned serious, “You asked me to call the driver

Wrong.”

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

they were about to leave, Leonardo called out loudly, “Miss Cornelia, you should find

Cornelia was speechless.

that Leonardo was trying

a black Bentley

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

knew that Marcus had several high–value

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

square meter that makes many people green with envy. And Marcus