Cornelia asked, "Marcus, where are your grandmas staying now? Give me the address, and I'll drive there right away."
Marcus replied, "You're not driving today."
Cornelia said, "Then I'll call a cab."
Marcus asked, "What's wrong with my car?"
Cornelia, feeling a bit embarrassed, scratched her head, "I don't want others to see."
Marcus retorted, "Haven't you been in my car before?"
Cornelia replied, "Yes, I have, but." Before, she hadn't thought much about it and felt quite at ease. But now, she felt a bit guilty and felt that everyone was giving her strange looks.
However, Marcus didn't give her a chance to back down. He reached out his long arm and picked her up.
Suddenly lifted off the ground, Cornelia let out a scream and instinctively clung to his neck, fearful of falling.
Marcus chuckled, carrying her towards the CEO's private elevator.
Knowing that he was holding her securely, Cornelia relaxed. She struggled a bit, "Marcus, put me down, I can walk. If our coworkers are still here and they see us like this, how am I supposed to face them? Can I still work here?"
Her voice was completely different; it sounded so soft, so sweet. Upon hearing this, Marcus felt a rush of warmth, "If they see, so be it. I'm here, and you have nothing to fear."
Cornelia lightly tapped his chest with her finger, "You're not scared, but I am!"
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