Chapter 671
âThat night you drove me home, I told him that Clairâs bling was a knockâoff, and asked him to make it the hot news for the next day. After he posted it, the website traffic went through the roof. He made a good chunk of change and split the earnings with meâ Cornelia looked at Marcus, her eyes sparkling. âPresident Hartley, can you guess
how much I made?â
So she had spent all that time chatting with that guy just to make a buck.
What a moneyâgrubber!
Marcus had heard her mention some figures earlier, so he could roughly guess how much she made. But he played along. âGive me a hint â
Comelia spread her arms wide. âA big wad of cashâ
For Marcus, a big wad of cash would mean at least a few hundred million. But for Cornelia, a bit over two hundred grand was indeed a big wad of cash To make her happy. Marcus deliberately guessed low, âFifty grand?â
Comelia shook her head, âNope. Guess againâ
Marcus asked, âA hundred grand?â
Cornelia said. âYou can guess higherâ
Marcus asked, âCould it be two hundred grand?â
âItâs two hundred and fifty grand Corneliaâs eyes and expression were full of joy when she mentioned the money. âDo you know what two hundred and fifty grand means to me?â
Seeing her happy. Marcus was also happy. Iâd love to hear!â
Cornelia said with a smile, âIt means, I could quit my job at the Hartley Group anytime. I wonât have to slog away at your side anymoreâ
Cornelia was just joking, but Marcusâs face suddenly turned cold. âYou want to leave me? Cornelia, we are legally married. You canât leave me unless Iâm six feet under Cornelia didnât understand why Marcus suddenly became so agitated, she quickly explained, âWeâre doing great, why would I want to leave you?â
Marcus looked at her, his eyes sharp like Xârays, as if he could see right through her, âYou want to leave the Hartley Group, not me?
Comelia patiently explained, âI donât have any plans to quit, I was just speculating Being the presidentâs assistant at the Hartley Group is the best job Iâve found to make ends meet. If I find a job thatâs more laidâback and pays better, itâs only natural for me to switch.â
That was the reality, everyone was striving to find the best job.
Marcus said, âUnless youâre quitting to be my wife, forget it.â
Being Marcusâs wife, in other words, becoming a housewife.
Cornelia had worked hard since childhood, reading books every day for entrance exams, losing lots of hair, just to get into a dream university. After graduating from university, being a housewife was not Corneliaâs dream.
She gave a slight smile and said, âMarcus, will you let me finish before you jump to conclusions, okay?â
Marcusâs expression was still tense, but he decided to listen to what she had to say. âGo aheadâ
Cornelia said. âDo you have any idea how hard it was for me to get to your side?â
Marcus had no idea.
Chapter 672