Chapter 429


    Chapter 429


    Abigail suddenly blurted out, “Man, no matter how manyics like this we sell, we’ll never make as


    much dough as him.”


    Comelia and Zack followed Abigail’s gaze and saw Marcus and Leonardo approaching from a distance.


    Leonardo spotted them too and waved at Comelia from afar, “Ms. Stewart, it’s been a while, missed


    me?”


    “Can I say no?” Comelia was used to being respectful in front of Marcus. Even though she was off


    work, she walked towards him, “President Hartley, here to check out the renovations too?”


    “Yep.” Marcus answered softly, not revealing that he came on purpose knowing she’d be here tonight


    to see her new apartment. To make this “coincidence” more convincing, he had brought Leonardo


    along.


    Marcus didn’t want to say much, but Leonardo couldn’t help but spill the beans, “Marcus shouldn’t need


    to bother with renovations. But he’s here because his wife likes this ce, so he dragged me along to


    buy a few apartments. Funny, isn’t it? Marcus, who never gave a damn about women, suddenly so


    whipped by his wife?”


    Hearing this, Cornelia’s eyes lit up, “President Hartley, does that mean I’ll meet your wife soon?”


    Marcus looked at her. Her eyes were already beautiful, but now they sparkled under the lights, as bright


    as the stars, “You’re that eager to meet my wife?”


    Cornelia nodded right away. “I’ve been working with you for a year, but I’ve never met your wife. Of


    course, I want to meet her.”


    Marcus chuckled, “Give it some time, I’ll introduce you guys.”


    Cornelia said, “Okay.”


    Abigail also came over, “President Hartley, long time no see, remember me?”


    “Abigail, hi.” Marcus remembered her because she was Cornelia’s friend.


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    “President Hartley remembers me!” Abigail pinched Cornelia in excitement, “President Hartley, we


    three were nning to grab a bite after checking the renovations. Wanna join?”


    “We also nned to eat out after this, my treat.” Marcus said.


    Abigail asked, “President Hartley, can we pick the ce?”


    “Sure.” Marcus didn’t take his eyes off Cornelia, “Cornelia, see you in a bit.”


    He meant she had to go.


    “Okay.” Watching him walk away, Cornelia felt a little deted. She was with him all day, and now she


    had to have dinner with him? Couldn’t he give her, his assistant, some free time?


    Zack whispered, “I’m not going, no matter what.”


    Abigail grabbed him by the neck, “Nelly and I are going, you’re not? Are you sure?”


    Zack said, “Nelly, can’t you just say no to that man?”