Chapter 167
âYouâre right, I was thinking the same thing.â Marcus looked at her, his deep eyes carrying a hint of loneliness. âBut she hasnât forgiven me yet. Can you help me figure out what I should do?â Ah, so thatâs whatâs going on!
Cornelia felt a bit foolish lately, naively thinking that the president was deliberately trying to spend time with her alone
She thought for a moment. President Hartley, if you really want to make up with your wife, then donât worry about your pride. Apologize, buy gifts, just do whatever it takes to get her to forgive youâ
Letâs just go pick out a gift first âMarcus smiled helplessly, stepping on the gas to speed up the car
Finally, they arrived at Rivertonâs famous Creative Art Park.
This area used to be a factory. As the city developed, the factories moved to the neighboring city, and the original plan was to demolish these old factory buildings, but for some reason, they were preserved.
Art enthusiasts turned the area into what it is now, a famous tourist attraction in Riverton
Cornelia knew about this place, but she had been too busy to visit in recent years. The moment she stepped into the area, she was amazed by the renovated buildings around her.
The old, dilapidated factory buildings had been turned into colorful little houses, with flowers planted in front of them and unique shops, making it feel like they had entered a fairy tale world
Marcus led Cornelia to a twoâstory building and rang the doorbell. After a while, the heavily graffitied wooden door was opehed from the inside, and a young, beautiful woman appeared
before them.
With just one glance, Cornelia was captivated by the attractive and elegant woman in front of her.
If she wasnât mistaken, this woman should be Marcusâ wife
However, the next second, the woman said, âPresident Hartley, you know how hard it is to get a dress from me. If it werenât for your wife, I wouldnât do you any favors.â
The woman glanced at Marcus and then turned her attention to Cornelia, âYour wife is even prettier than I imagined.â
Marcus laughed. âShe is pretty.â
Cornelia said, âIâm President Hartleyâs assistant, not his wife.â
Both spoke at the same time.
The woman looked confused.
Marcus cleared his throat, âLet me introduce you. This is my friend Cornelia. Cornelia, this is Sallieâ
Sallie!
Cornelia was very familiar with this name. Sallie was a superâguru in the fashion world, famous for her dresses. Everyone in their comic circle knew her.
it was said that Sallie had a quirky personality, and she only sold her dresses to those she felt connected with. No matter how much money was offered, her dresses couldnât be bought by those she disapproved of
âMs. Sallie, hello!â Cornelia greeted politely. But Sallie wasnât courteous at all, grabbing her and heading inside, completely ignoring Marcus, âCornelia, can you do me a favor?â
âMs. Salle, what do you need me to do?â
âHelp me try on a dressâ