Chapter 184
âItâs you!â The puppet master behind the scenes was Eden, just as Cornelia had speculated She quickly regained her composure, âEden, if Iâm not mistaken, you just got out of jail not long
ago, right?â
Upon hearing this, Eden laughed hysterically as if heâd just heard the funniest joke. âCornelia, do you really know me? You thought that petty crime would land me in jail for months? To be honest, the day you sent me in, I was out before dinner I didnât mess with you before out of respect for President Hartleyâ
Cornelia admitted her oversight in not keeping up with Edenâs affairs, âEden, no matter who you are, you canât stand above the law
âHahaha!â Eden laughed wildly. âMy uncle is Matt Petersen, the head of the Petersen family, one of the four major families in Riverton. My cousin is Rivertonâs top lawyer, Ryan Petersen Who dares to lock me up in Riverton?â
âRyanâ Cornela repeated the name
Eden was Ryanâs cousin!
Ryan was Jeremyâs lawyer Could she seek help from Ryan to get out of this predicament?
Many thoughts raced through Corneliaâs mind, but none seemed practical. For now, she could only take one step at a time, âEden, does Ryan know about your deeds? As far as I know, Ryanâs way of doing things isnât as arrogant as yoursâ
*What he did is none of your business!!â Eden approached Cornelia, gripping her chin tightly, âCornelia, I warned you, messing with me leads only to a deadâend. Today, Iâll make you wish you were deadâ
Cornelia slapped his hand away, sneered, âArenât you afraid of President Hartley? Iâm his assistant, you should know what kind of person he is. Let me go now, and thereâs still room for
maneuver
Just hearing Marcus name gave Eden chills
He was indeed fearful, but he wouldnât leave himself vulnerable. Heâd make Cornelia jump from the eighteenth floor just like that girl two years ago.
Marcus wouldnât bother to investigate why a small assistant would jump off a building
âCornelia, you think just because youâre pretty, President Hartley will do as you say? If he truly valued you, why would he announce his marriage a few days ago?â
Before Eden had some reservations about dealing with Cornelia, but those were gone the day Marcus announced his marriage.
He guessed that Marcusâs sudden announcement was to tell those around him not to harbor any illusions.
âEden, that womanâs husband called again.â The man who had brought Cornelia handed Eden her phone.
Eden looked at the screen displaying âJeremyâ.
âYouâre already married, yet youâre seducing President Hartley. You little slut, I really underestimated you.â
Trapped in a bind, Cornelia had to go for broke, âEven if youâre not afraid of President Hartley, do you know who my husband is?â
âNo matter who he is, you wonât escape tonight. âEden feared no one as long as Marcus stayed out of it, âYou want to answer the phone? Iâll let you. Iâll let your husband hear exactly how I forment you
Eden swiped the green button, and the call was immediately connected. He put the phone on the coffee table next to him, so Cornelia couldnât hear Jeremyâs voice.
Cornelia couldnât hear, but she could speak, 03212020
âWhat the hell are you blabbering about?â Eden slapped Cornelia, leaving a clear handprint on her face.
Despite the slap, Cornella had conveyed vital information. The slap was well worth it. Now, she only hoped Jeremy could catch her drift.
With a wave of Edens hand, someone brought a murky liquid, âDrink up, I promise youâll be happier than a fairy tonight.â
âEden, you have no idea who my husband is, yet you treat me like this. Have you considered the consequences?â Cornelia took the glass and swirled it slightly in front of her eyes â every minute of delay was a minute.