Chapter 593


    Chapter 593


    Comelia got herself all dolled up, ready to hit the road and visit Marcus at the Reese family mansion.


    Upon exiting the elevator, she immediately noticed a ck Rolls–Royce with the license te number


    58 parked at the entrance of the underground parking lot.


    That was Marcus’s ridel


    There he was, standing by his car Even in a lowly parking garage, dressed simply in white shirt and


    ck trousers, he looked like he was glowing


    Good thing it wasn’t during rush hour, and the parking lot was not crowded. Otherwise, his mboyance


    would have surely attracted attention.


    Comelia hastened her steps towards him, “President Hartley, what brings you here?”


    They lived in an old residential area where not only the apartments were old, but the underground


    parking lot also differed from the modern ones in current neighborhoods. It had not been repainted, the


    ground was uneven, and the lighting was poorly lit


    The ground was entirely made of concrete, but due to years of neglect, it had be uneven and


    pockmarked Puddles of water could be found everywhere, and the lighting was dim People who were


    unfamiliar with the area could easily step into potholes if they weren’t careful.


    If Marcus stepped into one, well, that would be a blow to his image


    The moment Cornelia stepped out of the elevator, Marcus’s gaze fell upon her and never left.


    Cornelia had great skin, glowing even more under the shade of her deep blue dress. Her eyes, clear as


    a blueke.


    Her delicate dress outlined her perfect figure, especially her slender waist, seemingly so fragile it could


    break with a twist….


    In an instant, Marcus felt a physical reaction. His mouth went dry, his voice became hoarse, “I’m here


    to pick you up.”


    ”


    He was no longer pretending to bump into her by chance, but openly taking her.


    “I can drive myself there, no need for you to make the trip That was what Cornelia originally nned to


    say, but since he was already here, it seemed a bit rude to refuse,


    So, she gave him a smile, “Thank you, President Hartley”


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    Marcus opened the back door for her to get in, and Cornelia took her seat without further ado.


    He closed the door for her, walked around the front of the car to the left, and sat beside her on the


    spacious back seat.


    Even though there was plenty of room for two, the moment Marcus sat down, Cornelia felt as if the


    space had suddenly shrunk.


    Watching Marcus move closer after sitting down, Cornelia was so startled that she forgot how to react,


    just sitting there like a deer in headlights. His sleeve lightly brushed her nose, his scent, a faint mint


    aroma, filled her nostrils


    As he leaned in, Cornelia instinctively closed her eyes, but all he did was fasten her seatbelt, “In


    Riverton, even the backseat passengers need to buckle up.”


    His voice, deep and mellow with a hint of huskiness, carried a touch of amusement.


    He wasughing at her! Cornelia was sure of it!


    She could only me herself. He was just helping her buckle up, and she thought he wanted to kiss


    her


    Cornelia felt like she was floating on a cloud, unable to rise or fall. What a strange feeling…


    The next second, a warm thing brushed against Cornelia’s lips, Cornelia abruptly opened her eyes to


    find Marcus’s thumb touching her lips.


    His hands were good–looking, his fingers long and well–defined, but Cornelia was in no mood to


    appreciate them, “President Hartley, don’t…”