Chapter 1554: Chapter 1554

Chapter 1554

After breakfast.

Cornelia had planned to meet up with Zack and Abigail. This year they weren’t heading back to Rosenberg for the holidays, instead, they were inviting their parents to spend it in Riverton, so they could see their new home and attend Abigail and Dylan’s wedding after the New Year.

Their flight was due in at noon, and Cornelia was definitely going to join them for lunch and catch up.

However, she decided to accompany Jeremy to meet Courtney and would have to meet Zack and Abigail’s parents for dinner instead

Jeremy protested when he heard that she wanted to accompany him to meet Courtney. “Aren’t you supposed to be having lunch with Zack and Abigail’s parents?”

Cornelia replied, “I’ll spend time with them later in the evening. I’ll be with you at noon.”e2

Jeremy smiled and said, “Are you worried about me?”

Cornelia confidently admitted, “Yes.”

Jeremy said, “Courtney won’t eat me alive. You don’t have to worry.”

Cornelia replied, “I don’t care, I want to be with you every second.”

Jeremy had no choice but to agree, “Alright.”

“Let me drive,” Cornelia said. She knew how deep Jeremy’s resentment towards his parents ran, and even though he hid it well, she knew he was hurting.

Jeremy suggested, “We could just get a driver.”

Cornelia replied, “We don’t need a driver. I’ll be your driver.”

Jeremy couldn’t resist and leaned in to kiss her. “Cornelia…”

Cornelia asked, “What is it?”.

Jeremy replied, “Thank you!”

“Verbal thanks aren’t sincere. Thank me properly tonight.” As Cornelia made her teasing remark, she started the car and began the drive to the meeting place.

The meeting place wasn’t far from the Artis Building. It was a private club with a membership system and high prices.

Looking at the luxurious decor, Cornelia couldn’t help but mutter to herself, “Courtney always claimed to be broke after the collapse of the Hartley Group, but judging by where she spends her time, she doesn’t appear to be hurting for cash.”

“President Hartley, Mrs. Hartley, right this way, please. The lady has been waiting for some time.” The receptionist, one of Courtney’s people, was still using their old names.

Jeremy frowned displeasedly and didn’t move forward

Cornelia smiled and said, “I think you’ve mistaken us for someone else. My husband’s surname is Artis, and I’m his wife. I should be called Mrs. Artis.”

The receptionist was taken aback, but quickly corrected himself, “Mr. Artis, Mrs. Artis, my apologies for the earlier mistake. Please, right this way”

They were soon shown into a private room, Courtney was as Cornelia remembered her, elegantly sipping tea in a well-tailored dress. Even though she knew they had arrived, Courtney kept sipping her tea without looking up, playing the part of the elder perfectly.

However, she had chosen the wrong people to put on airs with. Jeremy, holding Cornelia’s hand, turned to leave. The receptionist hurriedly stopped them. “Mr. Artis, please wait.”

He turned back to Courtney, “Madam, Mr. Artis is here.”

Courtney was also anxious when she saw Jeremy leaving, but she had to keep up appearances. “Oh, Marc is here. What’s the matter, leaving without saying hello to your mother?”