Chapter 499
Even though Marcusâs words were soft, they were packed with a hidden punch
âRelax, Marc. I ainât gonna hurt a girl who canât defend herself Zavier grinned, pouring another round of drinks for Marcus. âTold ya, all I want is to snatch Cornelia from your side. Just so you know how it feels to have your favorite woman taken awayâ
Zavier had a nickname that sent shivers down peopleâs spines â the Madman His insanity was something nobody could predict. Once, just to beat a rival, he willingly gave up two of his own branches. Even if both sides got bruised, he wouldnât give his opponent an inch of advantage.
Marcus picked up his drink again, downing it in one qulp Despite the pain twisting in his stomach, he kept a cool facade.
He knew deep down, Zavier was planning to set him up today And it was bound to happen after he was drowned in booze. To get to the bottom of Zavierâs scheme, Marcus downed a few drinks in a row
After drinking a hefty amount of red wine, Marcusâs senses started to blur But he knew it wasnât the alcohol, it was the smell in the room.
Courtney had pulled something like this on him and Cornelia before, so he noticed the moment he walked in. He just didnât expect Zavier to use the same trick.
He almost wanted to laugh, âZavier, youâre stooping this low now?â
Zavier was once framed by this very trick, forcing him into a marriage with Skyler. That was why he despised anyone who used it. Whoâd have thought, one day, heâd become the very thing he hated.
Zaver swirled the wine in his glass, responding with brutal honesty, âMarc, for Skyler, Iâm not just gonna stoop low Iâll do things I canât even believe Iâm capable ofâ
âHuhâ Marcus chuckled.
Naturally handsome, Marcusâs laughter was now enhanced by the drugâs effect. His eyes were brimming with passion, as if they were capable of luring in souls, âThen bring it on, let me see what you got.â
Zavier didnât really want to be his enemy, he knew it would only hurt both of them, âMarc, just give me back Skyler and Iâll give you the antidote. I promise you wonât lose control in front of any other womenâ
Marcus scoffed, âZavier, weâve known each other for years and you still donât get me You think this trick will make me slip up?â
He had been drugged like this before. And even then, when Cornelia was by his side, he managed to keep his cool, let alone with other women.
Just as he finished, a familiar female voice echoed in Marcusâs ears, âPresident Hartleyâ
He turned towards the voice, seeing a blurry vision of a girl in a white top and black skirt approaching him. The room was dimly lit, and Marcusâs senses were fuzzy. He couldnât see her face clearly, but her distinctive hairstyle stood out, âCornelia?â
âPresident Hartley, itâs me.â The girl stood straight, a few steps away from him, not moving any closer.
âCornelia, come closerâ Marcus waved her over, patting the seat beside him.
As she moved closer, her face became clearer. It was indeed his Cornelia.
Even under the influence, his expression softened. His voice was low and tender, âWhat are you doing here?â
Natalia had never heard Marcusâs voice so tender, nor had she seen his eyes filled with such affection. How she wished she was the real Cornelia at that moment; how she craved for Marcusâs love
She silently watched the gentle man before her, her eyes filled with longing for him, forgetting her purpose.
Chapter 500
Zavier cleared his throat lightly.