If she was not firm enough, she was likely to be swayed, even manipulated by others.
Briana was freaking out, worried that Cornelia would fall for that guy's lies, scared that Cornelia would leave her brother. Cornelia was rock solid though. She had double-checked every single detail to confirm whether Marcus and Jeremy were the same person. Once she was certain about Marcus' identity, doubt was out of the question.
Cornelia's voice was hard as steel when she spoke again, "Marcus is Jeremy, Jeremy is Marcus, end of story. You have no right to question it. You talk about how great my husband Marcus is, how many women want to marry him. I know that, alright? But I'm his wife, he only has eyes for me, and he's responsible only to me."
"Marcus is the killer of your husband Jeremy!" They didn't think a few words would make Cornelia believe it. They were just planting the seed of doubt in Cornelia's mind, waiting for it to take root and flourish.
Upstairs, Ayden glanced at Cornelia downstairs, then turned to Marcus, "Mr. President Hartley, that guy is still stirring up trouble between you and Mrs. Hartley, aren't you going to do something about it? If she gets persuaded."
"No ifs." Marcus stood there in his usual white shirt and black trousers, his tall body straight as a tree.
Cornelia trusted him, and he trusted her. If Cornelia could be swayed that easily, then she wouldn't be the Cornelia he knew.
Marcus just watched Cornelia, from a distance. Even if he couldn't see her clearly, he couldn't take his eyes off her.
The guy on the radio was still yapping away. Cornelia didn't have the mind to listen anymore, not when the ambulance and police cars were arriving. The ambulance took the four unconscious girls first. Cornelia and Briana stayed behind to cooperate with the police's investigation,
The cops found out everyone was in the same space, four girls passed out, only Cornelia and Briana were fine. They looked pretty suspicious so the cops decided to bring them in for questioning.
Cooperating with the police was every citizen's duty, and Cornelia and Briana were more than willing to comply. As they were leaving with the police, Cornelia realized she and Briana had walked right into a trap. They hadn't done anything wrong; the police would let them go after the investigation.
The problem was, with social media being so prevalent, if someone got a picture of her and Briana being taken away by the cops. Mischief-makers could spin a whole bunch of damaging stories about the Hartley Group.
On one hand, they had got the leader of the Hartley Group's sister. On the other hand, his personal assistant. Even if Cornelia and Briana hadn't done anything wrong, if this got blown out of proportion, it could still affect the Hartley Group.
Cornelia didn't want that to happen, so she handed over the note she'd just found, "Officer, I have an important piece of evidence to give you."
The cop took the note, didn't even look at it, just crumpled it up, "I'm sorry, but this note doesn't prove anything. You two need to come back to the station with us for further questioning."
Briana thought she was scared, quickly reassured her, "Cornelia, don't worry. We haven't done anything wrong. If they want to question us, we'll go with them. We'll cooperate, hopefully they'll figure out the truth soon."
Cornelia was speechless.
She wasn't familiar with the procedures, but something felt off about this. She didn't know why, but she felt like these two cops were acting kind of weird.
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