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?”

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

chuckled, “Well, if you don’t have a

interested in 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 wouldn’t even bother with

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

this, Cornelia worried that Marcus would misunderstand and affect her

glanced at Marcus, but thankfully he was just

not saying no, so I guessed

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

“Marc, your

quite bold. Who gave her the courage?” Another man chimed in, his

know him, but she guessed he was the son of the Reese family, one of the four major families,

had four major families: the Hartley family, the Reese family,

were all around the same age and were said to have

deep voice cut through the

quickly played peacemaker, “No

cold stare, full of

was their first meeting, and they didn’t

who smelled of alcohol but had

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asked, “President Hartley,

her,

Wilson told

short. You should enjoy it while you can, or

immediately turned serious, “You asked

Wrong.”

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

you should find

Cornelia was speechless.

couldn’t help but feel that Leonardo was

a black Bentley

car door for 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.”

area in Riverton, with sky–high prices per square meter that makes many people green with envy. And Marcus owns several of