Chapter 743
Yes, the Padilla family members had lost their ability to earn a living and support themselves
They were grateful that Granny Luisa knew how to return a favor. After her son and grandson stopped helping the Padilla family, she would take some dough out of her personal account every month for them.
Of course, this little moolah couldnât satisfy them. They bragged about their tight bond with the Hartley family to everyone, so people would come to them for introductions, hoping to cozy up to the Hartleys. And naturally, the intro fee wasnât exactly peanuts.
Over the years, the Padilla family had raked in a pretty penny through Granny Luisaâs support and the generous gifts from people trying to brownânose. They now lived a cushy life without having to lift a finger, way better than many others.
âCornelia is yours? You get to decide if Cornelia can work at the Hartley Group? Your relationship with the Hartley family is as tight as family? Who do you think you are, spouting such shameless crap?â
Marcusâ voice suddenly echoed from behind Zack and Abigail. His voice was not only deep and strong, but also had a chilling coldness.
They turned towards the voice and saw not only the tall and dashing Marcus, but also the elegant and graceful Cornelia, their hands tightly clasped together.
Their clasped hands in public was like Marcus acknowledging Corneliaâs status. Zack was pleased that Marcus stepped up to protect Cornelia at this time.
Abigail looked worriedly at Cornelia, unsure if she had really forgotten this jerk over the years. She was afraid Cornelia would be hurt by him again.
Roman, who was previously clueless about their relationship, now understood everything seeing their handâholding. These two were more than just supenor and employee, they had a secret romance going on.
No wonder Corneliaâs two friends could still be so arrogant and rude after hearing about the Hartley family. It was all because Cornelia was seeing Marcus, thinking they had his backing.
Marcus was coldâblooded. He was able to send his own father to jail when he was just a teenager. What wouldnât he do?
Roman knew better than to mess with Marcus Reluctantly, he stepped back, âPresident Hartley, didnât expect to run into you here. A pleasure to meet youâ
He stepped forward to shake hands with Marcus, but Marcus didnât budge. His icy gaze pinned Roman and his voice became even colder. âCornelia is yours?â
Roman didnât dare to meet Marcusâ eyes, his gaze shifted to the side, towards Cornelia.
Just a few years apart, and the woman who used to drive him crazy had become even more stunning, so beautiful that he couldnât take his eyes off her, so beautiful that everything else lost color in her presence.
Her beauty stirred him more now than the first time he met her She was no longer the innocent girl he once knew. She had traded her body for the position of Assistant to the CEO of the Hartley Group.
He had no use for a woman who had lost her innocence!
Roman smirked, âPresident Hartley, you probably donât know, but Cornelia and I used to date⦠but since youâre into her, sheâs all yours
now.â
His words, his tone, treated Cornelia like an object, something that could be traded at will. How could Marcus tolerate anyone insulting his wife like this? With a flick of his hand, he might do something Roman would regret.
Cornelia knew him well, knew what he was about to do, so she grabbed his arm before he could give the order, âPresident Hartley, let me handle this guy.â
Marcus looked at Cornelia, his eyes behind the silver glasses filled with displeasure and doubt, âGoing soft?â