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Chapter 223
Seeing that Cornelia didn’t want to have dinner with him bummed him out.
In Marcus’s view, he hadn’t done anything to upset Cornelia.
Why was she so against hanging out with him alone?
Marcus thought he’d better get to the bottom of this; otherwise, she’d continue to avoid him like the
plague.
Before he could open his mouth, Comelia walked up and said, “Abigail, President Hartley is swamped
every day. He has no time to eat
with us.”
She didn’t want to have dinner with him, but she made it sound like such a big deal. Marcus, who
originally planned to turn down Abigail’s invitation, immediately changed his mind: “Actually, I’m not
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtparticularly busy today. If Cornelia doesn’t mind, let’s have dinner together.”
How could she refuse him after he said that?
Unless she didn’t want her job anymore, “I’d be delighted. How could I mind having dinner with
President Hartley?”
Zack snorted, “Cornelia isn’t willing to have dinner with you. She’s just forced by her job.”
Cornelia gently pushed Zack, telling him to cut the bull. Zack reluctantly closed his mouth.
Marcus was well aware of Zack’s hostility toward him. If it were someone else, he would have dealt
with them differently, but since Zack was someone Cornelia cared about, he wouldn’t do anything to
him.
Despite Zack’s repeated offenses, Marcus pretended not to hear, “Where do you guys want to go? I’ll
pick up the tab.”
Upon hearing this, Abigail got excited and said, “Cornelia, since President Hartley is so generous, we
should eat something fancy. How about Culinary Crest?”
Marcus’s gaze never left Cornelia. When she heard Culinary Crest, her clear eyes lit up, proving she
indeed wanted to go.
He remembered that the last time he asked her to book a restaurant, she chose that one. In the end,
he asked her to dine with him
because his wife couldn’t make it, but she still declined.
Just when Marcus thought she would accept the invitation, she refused again, saying, “Let’s forget
about it.”
Zack was very much in agreement with Cornelia’s decision: “Yes, let’s forget about it.”
Abigail pulled Cornelia aside and said, “You silly goose, what’s wrong with you? Your boss invites you
to dinner, and you turn him down. Are you spoiled or what?”
Hearing the word ‘spoiled‘, Cornelia began to stutter, “Spoiled? How could you think that? How can you
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsay he spoils me?”
Abigail rolled her eyes at her. “Do you think Marcus agreed to treat us because I invited him?”
Cornelia, “Isn’t it?”
Abigail poked her forehead and said, “You dummy, he accepted my invitation entirely because of you.
Think about it; I’m your friend. If I invite him to dinner and he flat–out refuses, wouldn’t that be
disrespectful to you?”
Cornelia asked, “If you understand, why do you bother him?”
Abigail replied, “Do you think I don’t know what I’m doing? I just want to get a few more glances at him;
after all, he’s so handsome.”
In Abigail’s eyes, Marcus was like an untouchable piece of art.
She would always talk about wanting to do something with him, but it was all talk. She knew better than
anyone the distance between. her and Marcus.
If it weren’t for Cornelia, Marcus probably wouldn’t even want to exchange a word with her.
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