Chapter 637


    hapter 637


    Give up money? She thought he’d cave for some dough?


    Cornelia seriously underrated her importance to Marcus and overestimated the value of money to him.


    To him, she mattered way more than any cash.


    Marcus dryly said, “Ben, you daydreaming again? Show our quest out!”


    Ben didn’t get why Marcus was suddenly so ticked off. He didn’t dare say more. Best to just follow


    orders at times like this.


    Then, he heard Cornelia’s soft yet firm voice. “President Hartley, would you let me finish? If you can’t


    stand Tom, just ignore him after the deal. Don’t be reckless. Maybe you don’t care whether the project


    seeds or not, but have you thought about the others involved? They’ve been working their butts off,


    pulling all–nighters for the project. It’d be heartbreaking to them if all their hard work came to nothing.


    It’s not just about the paycheck. Seeing their project pay off, their value being acknowledged, that’s


    important too.”


    Ben was stunned Cornelia was so right! How could he back down now? He should stand with Cornelia


    and talk to Marcus, “President Hartley”


    But before Ben could get a word out, Marcus gave him a cold stare that made him shut his mouth


    instantly,


    All of Marcus‘ attention was on Cornelia.


    She looked at him, her eyes clear and sparkling like the gxy. Her voice was gentle, like a spring


    breeze that cooled his anger instantly.


    Marcus said, “Carry on with the contract”


    The moment Cornelia heard this, she let out a sigh of relief and smiled brightly. “Thank you for listening


    to me.


    She had two dimples when she smiled, which not only made her look cute but also warmed one’s


    heart.


    Marcus was mesmerized He leaned in slightly, whispered into her ear only loud enough for them to


    hear, “Your happiness matters most”


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    His words were serious, with no hint of teasing, just a pure statement of fact. Sometimes the most


    straightforward approach was the hardest to resist. His words were like


    a magical musical note, invading Cornelia’s ears and pounding on her heart, causing it to race and her


    mind to be in turmoil.


    “President Hartley, it’s working hours now” Cornelia raised an eyebrow, gave him a look, and quickly


    stepped back to keep her distance.


    She kept reminding herself that it was working hours and she couldn’t let him distract her, but her


    cheeks were still flushed.


    Marcus didn’t answer. Did she think he would just stop with words if it wasn’t working hours?


    With Cornelia’s persuasion, the signing ceremony went smoothly. However, Marcus was in no mood to


    entertain Tom and his wife after that, and he had to cancel the lunch they were supposed to have


    together.