His hands were large and good-looking, with slender fingers and well-defined knuckles.
Maybe because he'd just exerted some effort, the veins on the back of his hand were visible, looking a bit menacing.
Cornelia pulled her hand away and sat back down, "President Hartley, got something you wanna chat about?"
After she sat down, Marcus let out a sigh of relief, "We don't necessarily have to chat about anything, just sit with me for a bit. If you find talking to me boring, you can just play with your phone..."
All he wanted was for her to be by his side. Just seeing her was enough, he didn't dare to hope for anything more.
Since he put it that way, Cornelia didn't mind.
She took out her phone and messaged Jeremy on WhatsApp, "Jeremy!"
Sure enough, Marcus's phone on the side buzzed once.
Cornelia then sent a second message, "We are..."
Marcus's phone buzzed again.
Then Cornelia sent a third message, "......"
She hoped that Marcus's private phone would stop buzzing, but after her message was sent, Marcus's phone buzzed again.
Her last hope was shattered by these three buzzes.
Marcus casually picked up his phone and slowly replied, "Why are you still up so late? What's up?"
Cornelia looked at him, watching him pretend to be nonchalant. She wanted to see how long he would lie to her and how good his acting skills were.
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