Chapter 230

In the middle of the conversation, the waiter started serving the dishes. The first thing that came was the soup.

The weather was exceptionally cold today, so a bowl of soup was just appropriate.

The waiter handed the soup to Marcus, who passed it to Cornelia, who was sitting on his right. He said, You go first.

Comelia said, Thanks.

Leonardo piped up, You only see the person on your right, but you don’t see me on your left.

But no one responded to him.

Then the dishes were served one by one.

were all dishes that Cornelia and the others loved. Marcus said he was trying to adapt, and Cornelia

who normally preferred

full of dishes, with only two of them being light in taste and the rest being

help but complain,

as if to say, “If I can eat it,

Marcus’s intimidating gaze, Leonardo didn’t dare to say anything more.

for everyone and said, “Let’s not just focus

saying, “Sorry, I’m driving; I

towards Cornelia and said, “You don’t need to drive; Marcus has other drivers. If that’s not possible, we can call a designated driver. Come, let’s

picked up the wine glass in front of Cornelia and dumped the wine into the

not drinking; are

suddenly remembered what Dr. Dawson had said: “President Hartley can’t drink either. His stomach isn’t good.”

“Marcus, since when is your stomach not good?”

his stomach? Don’t try to fool me. We often drink together; I didn’t

on, as long as I am his assistant, unless necessary, I

was so bossy, as if she were his wife.

only do you let your wife boss you around, but also your assistant. Are

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