Cornelia didn’t say a word.
He wanted her to go home with him again, but she wasn't keen.
Seeing her expression, Marcus assumed she was worried about the loss of income, "Don't worry, there's still a $500 daily pay for taking care of me."
Without the hefty pay, she probably wouldn't agree. He could afford to pay her tens of thousands a day.
Cornelia said, "Alright, no problem." Who in the world didn't love money, right?
Five hundred dollars a day, that was a grand in two days, two and a half grand in five days. That was what many people could earn in a couple of months.
Marcus was speechless. He certainly found a money-loving girl. But thankfully, money was the least of his worries.
...
Marcus hated the hospital, but he wasn't fit to be discharged yet and needed to rest. So, not only Cornelia, but also Dr. Lester came home with him.
There was a fancier ride waiting for him, but he insisted on riding in her car.
With a big shot in her car, Cornelia didn't dare to lose focus even for a second and drove carefully.
Marcus was in the passenger seat, resting his eyes, not initiating any conversation. Just before they arrived, he asked casually, "How do you find driving this car?"
Cornelia said, "It's nice."
Marcus muttered, "Cornelia."
Cornelia asked, "Hmm?"
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