Chapter 161
Cornelia didnât even try to grab his cigarette, let alone look at him.
Could it be that Cornelia didnât notice he was smoking?
He pressed the lighter harder a few times, making a clicking sound, finally caught Corneliaâs attention
Marcus leaned forward slightly, making it easier for her to take the cigarette from his hand.
Cornelia handed over Zackâs lighter with both hands, President Hartley, your lighterâs broken, use this one firstâ
Zack was going to smoke, and she was in such a hurry to stop him. And when Marcus wanted to smoke, she not only didnât stop him but also handed over a lighter
He couldnât help but wonder if she wanted to get rid of him so she could start over again?
Marcus looked at the lighter handed to him and asked, âDid I ask you to hand me a lighter?â
Was it wrong for her to hand over a lighter when his was broken?
Zack shivered with fear but didnât back down, âWhy are you picking on my Nelly, man?â
âYour Nelly? Sheâs mine,â Marcus said with a straight face and left.
Zack asked, âNelly, does he bully you all the time?â
âHow come!â Cornelia didnât know what was up with Marcus, âItâs getting late. You should go home. Well go house hunting together tomorrow morningâ
Zack agreed, âAlright, Abby and I will pick you up tomorrow morningâ
The next day, Cornelia got up early.
Dr. Dawson was even earlier. Just as she finished washing up, Dr. Dawson knocked on her door, holding a delicious breakfast.
Seeing her staring at the breakfast, Dr. Dawson said cheerfully. âThis is the nutritious breakfast I prepared for Skyler. Your breakfast is on the 24th floor, hurry and go eat.â
The 24th floor was also Marcusâs place, where Dr. Dawson and Ayden lived.
Marcus hated the smell of cooking, so the chef cooked for him on the 24th floor and sent it to the 25th floor when it was ready.
âOkay, Iâm going now âCornelia went to the 24th floor for breakfast, not expecting Marcus to be there.
He was sitting by the floorâtoâceiling window at the bar, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and flipping through a document with the other.
Cornelia greeted him, âPresident Hartley, good morning!â
Marcus put down the document and looked back at her.
Even though it was a day off, she still wore her hair up and her work clothes were replaced with a coat. She looked no different from usual, but somehow seemed different.
Marcus looked closely. It seemed that her makeup and lip color were different from usual, making her look several years younger than her usual office look, less mature and more playful, âYour makeup looks nice todayâ
Cornella touched her face. Did she put on makeup? How come she didnât know?
She would wear makeup during work hours but rarely on her days off. Firstly, it wasnât necessary, and secondly, it gave her skin a break.
But since the boss said she was wearing makeup, she must be Cornelia laughed and said, âThank you for the compliment, President Hartley!â
He just casually praised her and she was so happy. Marcus thought he should praise her more in the future.
He stood up with his coffee and walked with her to the dining room, âAre you going out?â
Cornelia nodded, âWell, there are some things to do later.â