Chapter 470
Among the guys present. Marcus was the only one who made any sense Cornens subtly gave him a thumbs up
Steven laughed, âMare, you reckon youâre qualified to talk about mantal relationships with us? You better work things out with your own wife first
Marcus didnât respond to him, but looked back at Cornelia Cornelia immediately greeted him in a formal tone âGood afternoon, President Hartley
Her formal tone made Marcusâs expression turn sour But Cornelia was too far away to notice
Steven wrapped his arm around Hannahâs waist gave her a gentle pinch, and muzzled her neck With Marcâs wife out of the picture, his words donât matter I need to make my stance clear and that is I dont wanna let you go
Hannah tried to squirm away but Steven was too strong for her She bit her lip and whispered, âSteven, come on, everyoneâs lookingâ
Steven ignored her quiet protests, and continued to nibble on her ear. Thavenât seen you in two weeks, finally managed to clear a couple of days to spend with you Canât you just go with the flow?
Hannah stopped struggling closing her eyes and hiding all her emotions inside. She knew how needy Steven could get. If it wasnât for this gathering at Woodpine, he would probably not leave the hotel today, and make up for lost time
Steven led Hannah to the dining table. âEveryoneâs here, letâs eat first. After meal, everyone can take their wives back to the hotel, do whatever they want.
Hannah couldnât walk away, and Rosie didnât insist on leaving either. She just shot her husband a furious glare
Lucas quickly pulled out a chair, âSit down and fill your belly firstâ
Rosie sat down angrily. âYouâre such a jerk, Iâm never trusting you againâ
Lucas leaned in and whispered in her ear. âIf you say things I donât like, youâll be punishedâ
Rosieâs face turned beet red,
Lucas was such a freak!
With Steven and his wife, and Lucas and his wife seated. There were four seats remained. Marcus and Zavier both pulled out a chair almost simultaneously, both intending
to offer it to Cornelia
Zavier was quicker, âMs Stewart, would you prefer to sit next to me, or President Hartley?â
Without hesitation, Cornelia took the seat next to Marcus. As a competent assistant, she couldnât afford to embarrass her boss even in her private time.
Marcus was pleased with Comeliaâs choice, but he needed to know. âWhat brings you to Woodpine all of a sudden?â
Cornelia answered truthfully. âI have a few days off, so I came here on vacation.â
âJust a vacation? Really?â She mentioned yesterday while chatting with Jeremy that she was going to accompany two old ladies to the Southern Summer Garden today, but her sudden arrival at Woodpine suggested that she had some business to attend to
She little liar, trying to pull the wool over his eyes.
âMarc, Ms. Stewart is your assistant, not your wife. Where she spends her vacation is none of your business. Youâre being a bit too controlling Zavier lit a cigarette and took a couple of drags. âMs Stewart, youâve been with Marc for quite some time Do you know who his wife is?