Cornelia immediately snapped back, "How could you! I ain't no low-life! The Duran's dough ain't mine, why would I be after it?"
Marcus understood that Cornelia didn't mean it that way, "That's good."
Cornelia said angrily, "Others may not trust me, but you can't."
Marcus replied, "I ain't distrusting you, I'm just giving you advice. You don't want the Duran's money, nor do you want any benefits from Grandpa Duran, so what's there to worry about? Cornelia, you don't need to worry about what others say. You're helping Old Duran fulfill a wish, not using him."
Hearing Marcus's words, Cornelia had an epiphany, "You do make quite some sense."
Marcus chuckled, "Silly girl."
Cornelia asked, "Then why didn't you tell me this earlier? I've been anxious for hours."
Marcus replied, "I thought you'd figure it out."
Knowing his condition, Marcus no longer involved himself in many things related to Cornelia. He didn't know how long he could maintain his health, and he needed to make Cornelia gradually adapt to a life without him, so that even if he left one day, she could live comfortably. Of course, not only did he want her to live comfortably, but he also needed to eliminate all dangers around her and find her a solid rock to lean on.
Just as he was looking for her support, he happened to meet Old Mr. Abner from the Capital with Old Duran who came to Riverton to find him.
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