Chapter 589

She leaned on Marcus‘ shoulder, too scared to even lift her head, pleading, “President Hartley. I beg you, get me outta here”

Snakes were Comelia’s worst nightmare, no doubt about it. She saw one when she was a kid and had nightmares for days Scared out of her wits, she didn’t give a hoot about acting ladylike She just clung to Marcus like a lifeline, only letting go once they were out of that hellhole

Even though Cornelia didn’t want to let go, Marcus held her even tighter. He liked the fact that Cornelia needed him. He lifted her up gently, so she could lean better against him, “Hold on tight, don’t fall off. I’ll get you out of here”

Marcus carried Cornelia a good distance before she dared to peek back at where they’d come from No sign of that creepy snake, she breathed a sigh of relief

Only then did she realize she was holding onto Marcus tight. She could smell the faint minty fragrance on him, as well as feel his body heat.

Her heart pounded, felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.

Cornelia hastily slid down from Marcus, “President Hartley, 1

she hadn’t realized how

emotions, but he was good at hiding his feelings. He adjusted his glasses and pretended to be cool, asking. “What

happened, Comelia tried to act normal too. But her face was

“I have the gardener tidy up the garden tomorrow, and

Hartley what would you like

to earn her keep and not just take

played along. “Breakfast is already taken care of, and you don’t have to get up early. The holiday is about to end. You

doing lunch and dinner, and I’m taking 500

about their own worth. I don’t want to eat their food. I want to eat

“Am I that

answered firmly, and it wasn’t just about her cooking skills. It was because she was his wife,

any further on this topic. She changed the subject again,

“Take

Marcus was willing to pay 500 a day With Finn’s superb cooking skills, his price for

bold

hire a world–renowned chef like Finn

Marcus said, “Guess again.”

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