Chapter 513
After getting on the train, Comelia whipped out her phone and pinged Jeremy a text, âHey Jeremy, Iâm on the train to Southern Peak. Got any messages for grandma?â In this age of instant communication, you can say whatever you want via video chat.
Comelia was just looking for an excuse to chat with Jeremy and build a rapport. Jeremy didnât seem like the chatty type. He hardly ever initiated contact, and it was mostly
her reaching out.
Cornelia didnât have a problem with Jeremy being a bit of an introvert. She was just worried that he might find her annoying if she kept reaching out.
After sending the text, Cornelia began to wait patiently.
One minute passed
Five minutes passed
Ten minutes went by, and Jeremy still hadnât replied But Cornelia kept her cool
She hadnât expected to reach Southern Peak by train and still not have a reply from Jeremy
Cornelia was a bit disappointed. But she started making excuses for him. He was probably busy at work and couldnât respond
If she were busy and he texted her, she wouldnât be able to respond either. With that thought, Corneliaâs disappointment vanished.
She shot Jeremy another text, âHey Jeremy, if youâre busy, Iâll stop bothering you. Just remember to text me back when youâre free. Got some important stuff to discuss
After sending the text, Cornelia didnât wait for Jeremy to reply and put away her phone, hailing a cab to Southern Summer Garden
Little did Cornelia know that at that moment, Marcus was in the ICU of The Hartley Groupâs private hospital, unconscious since morning with no signs of waking up.
Dr. Dawson was pacing anxiously outside the ICU. Even the usually cool Jayden was getting anxious, smoking one cigarette after another, âMom, stop pacing What the hell happened to President Hartley?â
Dr. Dawson regained her composure at his shout
She sat down beside Jayden, took a cigarette from him and lit it, inhaling deeply, âDo you remember how Ayden got that scar on his face?â
Aydens horrendous scar nearly ruined his face. Jayden could never forget about it, but what did it have to do with anything now, âWhat does Aydenâs scar have to do with anything?â
Dr. Dawson finished her cigarette, then said slowly, âI remember Marc was less than eighteen that year. He took over The Hartley Group for less than two months, and everything was in chaos inside and out.â
Chapter 514