Chapter 637
Give up money? She thought heâd cave for some dough?
Cornelia seriously underrated her importance to Marcus and overestimated the value of money to him. To him, she mattered way more than any cash.
Marcus dryly said, âBen, you daydreaming again? Show our quest out!â
Ben didnât get why Marcus was suddenly so ticked off. He didnât dare say more. Best to just follow orders at times like this.
Then, he heard Corneliaâs soft yet firm voice. âPresident Hartley, would you let me finish? If you canât stand Tom, just ignore him after the deal. Donât be reckless. Maybe you donât care whether the project succeeds or not, but have you thought about the others involved? Theyâve been working their butts off, pulling allânighters for the project. Itâd be heartbreaking to them if all their hard work came to nothing. Itâs not just about the paycheck. Seeing their project pay off, their value being acknowledged, thatâs important too.â
Ben was stunned Cornelia was so right! How could he back down now? He should stand with Cornelia and talk to Marcus, âPresident Hartleyâ
But before Ben could get a word out, Marcus gave him a cold stare that made him shut his mouth instantly,
All of Marcusâ attention was on Cornelia.
She looked at him, her eyes clear and sparkling like the galaxy. Her voice was gentle, like a spring breeze that cooled his anger instantly.
Marcus said, âCarry on with the contractâ
The moment Cornelia heard this, she let out a sigh of relief and smiled brightly. âThank you for listening to me.
She had two dimples when she smiled, which not only made her look cute but also warmed oneâs heart.
Marcus was mesmerized He leaned in slightly, whispered into her ear only loud enough for them to hear, âYour happiness matters mostâ
His words were serious, with no hint of teasing, just a pure statement of fact. Sometimes the most straightforward approach was the hardest to resist. His words were like
a magical musical note, invading Corneliaâs ears and pounding on her heart, causing it to race and her mind to be in turmoil.
âPresident Hartley, itâs working hours nowâ Cornelia raised an eyebrow, gave him a look, and quickly stepped back to keep her distance.
She kept reminding herself that it was working hours and she couldnât let him distract her, but her cheeks were still flushed.
Marcus didnât answer. Did she think he would just stop with words if it wasnât working hours?
With Corneliaâs persuasion, the signing ceremony went smoothly. However, Marcus was in no mood to entertain Tom and his wife after that, and he had to cancel the lunch they were supposed to have together.
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