Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 818

Briana didn't know how to comfort the girls, so she turned to Cornelia with a pleading look, "Cornelia, can you come over here?"

Cornelia rushed over and heard Briana say, "Cornelia, they're all really scared, and it's like they can't hear me."

Cornelia glanced at the girls, their expressions blank and distant, "Don't sweat it, Bri. Let's figure this out."

As they were talking, the girls suddenly closed their eyes and started falling backwards like dominoes, like they had lost consciousness. Good thing they were already squatting, or they would've hurt themselves falling like that.

This was new to Cornelia, she didn't know what to do for a moment, but she quickly got a grip, "Bri, call an ambulance and the police, quick!"

While Briana was on the phone, Cornelia crouched down to check their breathing and heartbeats.

They were still breathing, so they could still be saved, and Cornelia breathed a sigh of relief. But why the hell would healthy girls just faint like that?

As Cornelia was pondering, she spotted a printed note behind the girls: [Ms. Stewart, I regret that this is the only way I can communicate with you. I wanted to talk face to face, but since you won't see me, I guess I'll have to do it this way. Your husband, Marcus, oh, more accurately, your husband is Jeremy. Marcus and Jeremy, one took their grandfather's last name, the other their grandmother's, they're completely different people. Why would you think they're the same person?]

At this point, Cornelia was pissed. These cowards, hiding in the shadows, could only do dirty tricks.

Cornelia didn't know if the cowards were still around, or if they could hear her, but she had to speak up.

She wanted to tell everyone, "Marcus is Marcus! Jeremy is Jeremy! They are two completely different people! If you know about Jeremy, you must be affiliated with the Hartley family. Why would someone from the Hartley family slander Marcus?"

"Slander?" A voice echoed from the loudspeaker as if responding to Cornelia's words, "Ms. Stewart, your husband Jeremy is dead, killed by Marcus. If you don't want to avenge your husband, that's fine. But you've mistaken your husband's killer for your husband. Jeremy is watching your actions and cursing you to never find happiness.”

"Bullshit!" Briana, who had just finished calling the police, erupted uncontrollably, "Brennen, if you curse my brother and Cornelia again, I swear I'll curse your whole family to die on the streets, with no one to even pick up your bodies."

She turned to Cornelia again, "Cornelia, this guy is a master manipulator. You absolutely can't believe what he says. Never ever believe him. Not long after my brother was born, my grandmother created two identities for him. One called Marcus, the other Jeremy. Marcus and Jeremy are both my brother, don't believe anyone else."

"He thinks a few words will break us?" Cornelia lifted her head slightly, looking around. There were three security cameras in the area.

Cornelia wasn't sure which camera the man on the other end was watching from, so she addressed each one, "Do you think I'd trust a man who won't even show his face, or my husband?"

The voice continued, "Between 'Marcus and Jeremy are the same person' and 'Jeremy was killed by Marcus,' you chose to believe Marcus and Jeremy are the same person, and not that Marcus is a criminal who harmed Jeremy. I'm not surprised at all. Marcus, a man many women dream of, suddenly becoming your husband, like luck dropping into your hands. Of course you'd want to believe he's your husband."

With every word, he tried to paint Cornelia as a woman who would ignore the truth for material gain.