Chapter 1130: Chapter 1130

Chapter 1130

Jayden asked, “Is it because Ayden is more diligent in his work?”

Marcus said, “It’s because he thinks less. I tell him to do something, and he does it without throwing in his own two cents”

Jayden fell silent. So, President Hartley didn’t appreciate his initiative. But he had no other intentions. Even if President Hartley ordered him to die, he would gladly offer his life without a second thought. just at his say so.

He went on, “President Hartley, I’m willing to lay down my life for you”

Marcus liked the sound of that, “Starting today, you’ll protect Cornelia with Ayden.”

Jayden said, “If you pull us away, what about you? You know what Brennen is up to; he won’t let you off the hook that easily”

Marcus raised his eyebrows, giving Jayden a cold stare.

Jayden knew what that look meant, “President Hartley. I’m not defying you, I’m just worried about your safety”

Even without Marcus saying a word, Jayden’s voice grew quieter, until he eventually muttered under Marcus‘ gaze, “Got it!”

Satisfied, Marcus shifted his gaze back to his cigarette, then suddenly started coughing, spewing out blood after a few hacks.

Jayden was taken aback. “President Hartley”

“Cornelia mustn’t know about my condition, or I’ll kill you.” With that, Marcus passed out.

“Alright, I won’t tell.” Jayden hurriedly dialed Dr. Lester, “Dr. Lester, are you nearby? Hurry, President Hartley’s taken ill

Soon, Dr. Lester rushed over. Seeing Marcus leaning back in his seat, pale as a ghost, Dr. Lester couldn’t help but panic, “Marcus, what happened?”

Jayden said, “I’m not sure. After we left the Duran family, he was smoking in the car, and then he started coughing up blood and passed out.”

Dr. Lester said, “Get to the hospital. He’s in bad shape, medication won’t cut it anymore.”

“Okay.” Jayden hit the gas, the car shooting off towards the most renowned hospital in the Capital.

On the way to the hospital, Dr. Lester administered some emergency treatments to Marcus, who regained some consciousness before they reached the hospital.

He opened his eyes, “Cornelia?”

Dr. Lester said, “It’s not Cornelia, it’s me.”

Not hearing the familiar voice he wanted to hear, disappointment flashed through Marcus‘ eyes.

Dr. Lester said, “If you cherish Cornelia so much, why don’t you take care of yourself? Why wait until you collapse to let us know how serious your

condition is?”

Marcus gave a weak smile, not replying.

Dr. Lester anxiously yelled at him, “Marcus, do you want to die? Why are you wrecking your own body? Do you want me to call Cornelia right now?”

Mentioning Cornelia, Marcus‘ eyes instantly turned cold, his whole body exuding a chilling killing intent. He didn’t say anything, just gave Dr. Lester a cold

stare.

Dr. Lester knew he couldn’t go on, “You know how bad your condition is. Your heart almost stopped earlier, do you know how worried I was?”