Chapter 11 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

Leonardo laughed, “This is the first time I’ve heard someone turn me down with such a reason.” Cornelia chuckled, “Should I feel honored then?” Leonardo said, “You know, the more you act like this, the more interested I am in you.” “Well, you know what, the more you act like this, the more I dislike you.” Cornelia’s smile disappeared, and she said seriously, “Mr. Wilson, I have absolutely no interest in you, not now, not ever. Don’t waste your time on me.” Her words amused Leonardo even more. “Cornelia, you and your President Hartley are quite alike. You never consider others‘ feelings. when you reject them. It’s really embarrassing.” Cornelia replied, “But I don’t see it.“ Leonardo: “…” Oh my god! He actually lost to a woman in this war of words. “You should be entertaining your guests as the host, but instead, you’re hiding here, chatting with my assistant.” Marcus’s deep voice suddenly sounded behind them. Cornelia turned around and saw Marcus standing not far behind them. She didn’t know how long he had been there or how much of their conversation he had heard. Her arrogance instantly vanished, and she obediently walked over to him. “President Hartley…” Seeing Cornelia become so well–behaved in an instant, Leonardo found it even more interesting. “Marc, your assistant is always bullying me. You should do something about it.” us’s tone s “Did you bully Mr. Wilson?” Marcus’s tone sounded like a question, but a careful look could reveal the smile on his lips. “I didn’t.” Cornelia shook her head frantically. “I wouldn’t dare bully him in his own home.” as up again “Marc, who do Leonardo started stirring things up again. “Marc, who do you believe, her or me?” “Tonight you’re the host, and she’s the guest.” Marcus didn’t directly say who he’d side with, but his words clearly implied that even if Cornelia bullied Leonardo, as the host, he should endure it. Leonardo teased, “Marc, you’ve changed. You’re actually bullying your friend for a woman now.” “Marc has his priorities mixed up?” Cameron walked over with a wine glass and joined the conversation. When he saw Cornelia, his eyes darkened. “Why are you here?” Cornelia: “…” She didn’t seem to have offended this guy. Every time they met, he gave her a cold look, as if she had done something terrible to him. Marcus raised an eyebrow. “Do I need to ask for your opinion on whom I bring with me?” Cameron awkwardly laughed. “Marc, I didn’t mean it like that.” Leonardo quickly tried to smooth things over. “You’re finally here. Let’s go have a drink.”