NovelAppChapter 452
Nowadays, with the country flourishing and people becoming wealthier, the accumulation of wealth was
more noticeable than ever. As people’s wealth grew, tourism had become a major part of many
people’s spending, especially for the affluent.
The well–off crowd didn’t give a hoot about how much money they spent. What they cared about were
things like the environment, service, and privacy, which the current tourism projects just couldn’t deliver
So, the Hartley Group had splashed out big time to secure the land rights of Paradise Bay, with plans to
create an ultimate seaside resort that combined leisure, entertainment, business, and office facilities.
The Hartley Group owned the well–known luxury hotel chain Blueshell Mansion, renowned worldwide
for its lavish and unique decor and loved by rich folks all over the globe
But, Marcus, the guy in charge now, was no longer satisfied with just running the hotel business. He
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtplanned to expand his operations to include a range of top–tier services, including leisure and
entertainment. No matter what sort of big shot they were, they could find something suitable for
themselves on his island.
Marcus’s approval had Robert over the moon. “Thanks for your confidence, President Hartley. I’ll
personally oversee the project and make sure you’re satisfied,” he said.
“Uh–huh Marcus nodded, not saying anything else.
Robert grabbed Marcus’s hand tight, and when Marcus tried to pull away, he couldn’t. “President
Hartley, my wife has arranged a gathering with some high society ladies in Riverton next month. She’d
like to invite your wife, if she’s available?” Robert asked.
Looked like they all saw the news last night and wanted to get in Marcus’s good graces through his
wife.
Marcus answered straight up. “My wife isn’t into social gatherings. And my business doesn’t need her
to make appearances for me.”
Robert laughed awkwardly. “This isn’t a social gathering. It’s just a few friends getting together for
beauty treatments and afternoon tea when we have nothing better to do.”
Marcus glanced at Cornelia, his assistant who he barely knew anything about in terms of hobbies,
“Cornelia, are you interested in what Robert’s suggesting?”
Cornelia, caught off guard, was a bit uneasy. Why was he asking her when they were talking about his
wife?
Being a professional assistant, she answered, “President Hartley, I’m usually very busy with work and
don’t pay much attention to these things.”
Marcus turned to Robert and said, “My wife and Cornelia are both workaholics They’re not really into
these leisure activities.”
Robert tried to argue, but Marcus cut him off, “Robert, don’t you have a plane to catch?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRobert got the hint and replied, “Right. I would have totally forgotten if you hadn’t reminded me.
Goodbye, President Hartley! Goodbye, Ms. Stewart! Goodbye, Ben!”
Ben showed Robert out, while Cornelia took out a disinfectant wipe from her bag and handed it to
Marcus, “Please wipe your hands first.”
Marcus was a bit of a clean freak, always disinfecting his hands after shaking hands with someone. So,
Cornelia’s bag was always stocked with disinfectants and wipes.
Marcus took the wipe and methodically cleaned his hands, “Cornelia, do you ever think I’m a pain?”
“Maybe” She thought, but she said, “Of course not. You’re just hygienic, which is a great personal
habit.”
Even though she was being polite, Cornelia couldn’t help but think about some of Marcus’s quirks. He
was a picky eater, a germaphobe, and had all sorts of weird taboos. He was okay as a boss, but as a
husband, he’d be a pain in the neck.
Comelia felt relieved that she was just Marcus’s assistant, and not his wife.
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