Chapter 58: Chapter 58

Chapter 58

Her phone and purse were on the passenger seat so she couldn’t get them

Cornelia watched helplessly as the car drove out of town onto the coastal highway

About an hour later, the car arrived at the beach, and they switched to a speedboat.

After a dozen minutes on the speedboat, they arrived at Pacific Island.

Everyone in Riverton knew that Pacific Island was the Hartley family’s private island, with a world famous luxurious estate

After twists and turns, the two burly men brought Cornelia to a small building From one side of the building, you could see a large lawn, which ended at a cliff, and beyond that, the

endless sea

On the lawn was a large tent with chairs under it, and a woman was leisurely drinking tea.

Before seeing this person clearly. Cornelia guessed that this woman might be Marcus‘ mother, Courtney Kamp–Hartley.

But why would Courtney want to see her?

The two men brought Cornelia to the woman, “Malam, we’ve brought her

“Alright, you may leave now “Courtney looked at Cornelia and smiled. “Ms. Stewart, you don’t mind me inviting you to my home in this manner, do you?”

Her skin was well–maintained, her makeup delicate, and she looked elegant and beautiful. You couldn’t tell she was already in her fifties.

“Mrs. Kamp, what do you want with me?” Cornelia did mind being “invited” like this, but what could she do?

Some rich people think they can do whatever they want because of their money. Cornelia even believed that if she angered the woman before her, she could easily have her thrown into th

Sea

Courtney smiled and said. “Ms. Stewart, please have a seat.”

She was smiling, but her eyes showed no sign of laughter.

Cornelia didn’t want to stay with her any longer. ‘Mrs. Kamp, just say what you want.”

Courtney pointed to an empty chair. “Sit down and have some tea first. We can talk slowly.”

Cornelia had no choice but to sit down, but she didn’t take the tea Courtney offered.

“You’re afraid I’ve poisoned the tea?” Courtney’s voice was gentle. ‘Ms. Stewart, do I look like a bad person to you?”

Cornelia said bluntly, “If you’re not bad, why would you invite someone like this?”

Her words didn’t offend Courtney. “I just want to hear your thoughts on my son Marc What kind of person do you think he is, and would any girls like him?”

Courtney had someone “kidnap her just to ask this question? Cornelia didn’t believe it, of course.

Her mind raced, and she could only think of one possibility: Courtney might also think she had improper thoughts about Marcus.

She calmly replied, “President Hartley has always been one of the most wanted men in Riverton. Most single women want to marry him. How could there be no girls who like him?:

“Do you have feelings for him? Would you like to become his wife?” Courtney looked at Cornelia with a smile, giving her a kind and elder–like feeling. “You can tell me the truth. If you have feelings for him, I will support him marrying you, and we can become family.”

Cornelia was not a newcomer to society. She knew this was a trap. Besides, she had never thought about marrying Marcus. “Mrs Kamp, I am President Hartley’s assistant. Our interactions are work–related, and I have no feelings for him beyond our professional relationship.”

“What do you mean, Teelings beyond a professional relationship?” Courtney sighed. “Love is the most wonderful thing in the world and an uncontrollable emotion. How can you descri as something beyond a professional relationship?”

How often did she have to say it before she would understand that she had no feelings for Marcus?

Cornelia had no choice but to bring up her husband again. “Mrs. Kamp, I am married and love my husband very much.”