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?”

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

“Well, if you don’t have a boyfriend, I

you. Cornelia didn’t like these spoiled rich kids who tried to pursue every girl they met. If he weren’t Marcus’s friend, she

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

that Marcus would misunderstand and

just focused on smoking and

saying no, so I

not know how to respect people?” People like him were too narcissistic, thinking all women would be attracted to rich kids like them. If it weren’t for his family background, his life might

“Marc, your

is quite bold. Who gave her the courage?” Another man chimed in, his eyes on Cornelia not

him, but she guessed he was the son of the

the Hartley family, the

around the same age and were said to have been friends

cut through the chatter, and everyone looked

played peacemaker, “No

Cornelia a cold stare, full

was their first meeting, and they didn’t know each other. Why

Marcus, who smelled of alcohol but had clear eyes,

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asked, “President Hartley, shall we

looked up at her,

replied, “Mr. Wilson told me

Leonardo, who laughed and said, “Marc, life is short. You should enjoy

glance, and Leonardo immediately turned serious, “You asked me to call

Wrong.”

arguing, got

called out loudly, “Miss Cornelia, you should find a

Cornelia was speechless.

but feel that Leonardo was

Cornelia saw a black Bentley

and once he was seated,

knew that Marcus had several

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

seaside residential area in Riverton, with sky–high prices per square meter