Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 6

The next day morning, they went back.

Traveling with the big boss, they were all seated in business class. Marcus was by the window, Cornelia was by the aisle, and Ben was right behind them.

As soon as they took the seats, the flight attendant came over, "Sir, ma'am, would you like something to drink?"

Cornelia replied, "Two bottles of mineral water, please."

Her boss was super picky about his drinks, only having hand-ground coffee and specially supplied mineral water. With limited options on the plane, mineral water was the one.

The flight attendant said okay, but didn't leave. She was practically glued to Marcus, asking, "Sir, we have coffee on the plane, do you want any?"

Marcus didn't even look at her and said to Cornelia, "I'm taking my wife out for dinner tonight. Make a reservation."

Cornelia nodded, "Okay."

The flight attendant's smile wavered a bit as Cornelia looked at her. Feeling awkward, Cornelia smiled and said, "Could I have a newspaper, please?"

As the boss's secretary, staying updated was a must. With no internet on the plane, a newspaper would have to do.

After reading a few articles, she came across a piece about Digital Sports Technology.

"Digital Sports Technology CEO investigated for corruption, he had an accident on the way to the airport and suffered a severe fracture of his right hand.

Cornelia glanced at Marcus, who was resting with his eyes closed. She could see his long eyelashes under his silver-framed glasses, looking like pretty little fans.

Feeling her gaze, Marcus lifted an eyebrow, "What's up?"

Carefully, she asked, "President Hartley, did you hear about Mr. Ducler's accident?"

Marcus scoffed, "He should be glad it was only his hand that got injured."

He sounded so casual, like they were just chatting. But Cornelia felt a chill down her spine and swallowed nervously.

Rumors about the young leader of the Hartley Group were everywhere - ruthless, indifferent, immune to women's charm.

Twelve years ago, when he was still underage, many thought he was just a naive kid. But he managed to take control of the Hartley Group with a tough hand, saving it from the brink and making it a world leader once again.

Since then, many in the business world shuddered at the name "Marcus of the Hartley family." He had become synonymous with "terror."

Marcus slowly opened his eyes, coldly staring at Cornelia. "Are you scared?"

Feeling a bit flustered, she nodded and shook her head, "No."

"Really?" He clearly didn't believe her but didn't press the issue, closing his eyes again.

Cornelia, "..."

No matter what others said about him, she couldn't deny that the Marcus she knew would gently smile when talking about his wife, make time for her no matter how busy, and protect his employees.

She was his assistant, not his enemy. Why should she be scared?

Realizing this, she breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes to rest.

The plane soon reached cruising altitude. As she dozed off, she vaguely heard a deep voice, "Do you think I'm frivolous, or that I'm a man you can have?"

The icy tone made Cornelia shiver, and she opened her eyes to see the flight attendant who had tried to flirt with Marcus awkwardly taking her phone back...

Handsome and rich, yet he could resist all temptation and stay pure. Quite rare.

Suddenly, Cornelia became curious about Marcus's wife, wondering what kind of woman could make a man like him never give other women a second glance.