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Chapter 593
Comelia got herself all dolled up, ready to hit the road and visit Marcus at the Reese family mansion.
Upon exiting the elevator, she immediately noticed a black Rolls–Royce with the license plate number 58 parked at
the entrance of the underground parking lot.
That was Marcus’s ridel
There he was, standing by his car Even in a lowly parking garage, dressed simply in white shirt and black trousers,
he looked like he was glowing
Good thing it wasn’t during rush hour, and the parking lot was not crowded. Otherwise, his flamboyance would have
surely attracted attention.
Comelia hastened her steps towards him, “President Hartley, what brings you here?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey lived in an old residential area where not only the apartments were old, but the underground parking lot also
differed from the modern ones in current neighborhoods. It had not been repainted, the ground was uneven, and
the lighting was poorly lit
The ground was entirely made of concrete, but due to years of neglect, it had become uneven and pockmarked
Puddles of water could be found everywhere, and the lighting was dim People who were unfamiliar with the area
could easily step into potholes if they weren’t careful.
If Marcus stepped into one, well, that would be a blow to his image
The moment Cornelia stepped out of the elevator, Marcus’s gaze fell upon her and never left.
Cornelia had great skin, glowing even more under the shade of her deep blue dress. Her eyes, clear as a blue lake.
Her delicate dress outlined her perfect figure, especially her slender waist, seemingly so fragile it could break with a
twist….
In an instant, Marcus felt a physical reaction. His mouth went dry, his voice became hoarse, “I’m here to pick you
up.”
”
He was no longer pretending to bump into her by chance, but openly taking her.
“I can drive myself there, no need for you to make the trip That was what Cornelia originally planned to say, but
since he was already here, it seemed a bit rude to refuse,
So, she gave him a smile, “Thank you, President Hartley”
Marcus opened the back door for her to get in, and Cornelia took her seat without further ado.
He closed the door for her, walked around the front of the car to the left, and sat beside her on the spacious back
seat.
Even though there was plenty of room for two, the moment Marcus sat down, Cornelia felt as if the space had
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsuddenly shrunk.
Watching Marcus move closer after sitting down, Cornelia was so startled that she forgot how to react, just sitting
there like a deer in headlights. His sleeve lightly brushed her nose, his scent, a faint mint aroma, filled her nostrils
As he leaned in, Cornelia instinctively closed her eyes, but all he did was fasten her seatbelt, “In Riverton, even the
backseat passengers need to buckle up.”
His voice, deep and mellow with a hint of huskiness, carried a touch of amusement.
He was laughing at her! Cornelia was sure of it!
She could only blame herself. He was just helping her buckle up, and she thought he wanted to kiss her
Cornelia felt like she was floating on a cloud, unable to rise or fall. What a strange feeling…
The next second, a warm thing brushed against Cornelia’s lips, Cornelia abruptly opened her eyes to find Marcus’s
thumb touching her lips.
His hands were good–looking, his fingers long and well–defined, but Cornelia was in no mood to appreciate them,
“President Hartley, don’t…”
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