Chapter 972

Nothing short of death could tear them apart.

Cornelia clutched his arm once again, Jeremy!

Marcus asked, What?

Cornelia said. President Hartley!

Marcus didn’t answer.

asked. Why aren’t

said, “I don’t like it when you call me that.”

you want me to call

“Call me honey!”

was stunned. In the broad daylight, there he went, flirting with

assumed she was too shy to call him that, her soft voice echoed in his ear, “Honey”

Even with a bag in it, he

her and called her affectionately,

had long returned home, but

us over for

asked, “Did you

been pampered all my life. There’s no way I’d step into a

both pampered from a young age, and they couldn’t even toast bread, let alone cook

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