Chapter 433


    Chapter 433


    The designer for Abigail and Zack, was rmended to them by Trent based on their preferred style.


    This guy was super responsible, monitoring the renovation progress all the way to make sure the


    house was done just right.


    Once the renovation was finished, the three of them were stoked and decided to go out for a massive


    feastter that night.


    Abigail asked, “Cornelia, do you wanna give President Hartley a ring? He promised to treat us to


    dinner.”


    Zack said, “He might have already left.”


    Cornelia replied, “I’ll give him a call once we get out of the elevator. If he’s left, we three will just find a


    ce to eat ourselves.”


    As they took the elevator down, the doors opened and Cornelia, leading the way, was met with an


    unexpected surprise. A little boy was right there, squirting her with a water gun.


    Comelia tried to dodge but was cornered. Zack tried to shield her but was unsessful, and Cornelia


    got soaked head to toe by the boy.


    After his water attack, the boy burst intoughter, “Ha–ha! You’re totally drenched!”


    Comelia’s white shirt, now wet, clung to her body and became see–through.


    Zack immediately tried to protect Cornelia, but someone else beat him to it, swooping in like lightning.


    They didn’t even see how he got there, but suddenly Cornelia was wrapped in his arms, shielded from


    everyone’s gaze.


    It was Marcus. “Leonardo, find out who that kid’s parents are, now!” After saying that, he whisked


    Cornelia off to his ce.


    Maybe it was his anger, but he looked so fierce that Zack and Abigail could only watch as he walked


    away with Cornelia. Cornelia didn’t even resist.


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    They arrived at a spaciouskeside penthouse, with the elevator opening directly into the home.


    Marcus led Cornelia to the door of a walk–in closet and said, “My wife’s new clothes are in there.


    They’re all unworn. Pick something you


    like.”


    Cornelia replied, “President Hartley, it’s fine. It’s hot out and my clothes will dry soon.”


    “What about before they dry? You want people to see you like this?” Marcus looked at her, her wet


    clothes revealing thece of her


    underwear.


    Looking at herself, Cornelia was shocked and immediately darted into the closet, shutting the door


    behind her. She felt incredibly embarrassed that Marcus had seen her in such a state.


    Upon opening the closet, Cornelia was met with a variety of summer clothes, all looking high–end in


    terms of fabric and tailoring.


    She tried to pick the cheapest one, but there were no brandbels. She couldn’t tell which was the


    least expensive. She also didn’t know


    much about fabrics.


    In the end, Cornelia reluctantly chose a light yellow blouse that was close to the color of her wet one


    and a pair of ck pants. Surprisingly, the clothes fit her perfectly, as if they were tailor–made for her.