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?”

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

you don’t have a boyfriend, I

not interested in you. Cornelia didn’t like these spoiled rich kids who tried to pursue

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

worried that Marcus would misunderstand

was just focused on smoking and

are not saying

all women would be

“Marc, your

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

of the Reese

had four major families: the Hartley family, the Reese

age and were said to have

through the chatter, and everyone looked at him

played peacemaker, “No problem, no

gave Cornelia a cold stare,

their first meeting, and they didn’t

ignored them and went straight to Marcus, who smelled of alcohol but had

Chapter 8

she asked, “President Hartley, shall

her, “Who asked you

“Mr. Wilson told me to pick

short. You should enjoy

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

out loudly, “Miss Cornelia, you should find

Cornelia was speechless.

help but feel that Leonardo was trying to make Hartley

club, Cornelia saw a black Bentley parked

the car door for Marcus, and once he was

had several high–value

Marcus, “Blueshell Mansion.”

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