Chapter 1182
As Marcus grew up and started to live on his own, he rarely had chances to stay at Granny Luisa’s house or enjoy her milkshakes. For some reason, today’s milkshake reminded him so much of Granny Luisa’s.
Marcus looked up to see Cornelia, her eyes shining as she smiled at him. Her smile was like a blooming flower, so radiant and captivating that he momentarily forgot what he was about to ask her.
Cornelia approached him, whispered in his ear, “Does this milkshake taste familiar to you?”
Marcus nodded, “Yes”
Cornelia said, “1 got up early this morning and specifically called Granny Luisa to learn how to make a milkshake. Seems like I did a good job.”
Marcus chuckled, “Indeed, you did.”
Comelia grinned, Thanks for the compliment!”
Grandpa Augustine chimed in, “So that’s why you were busy on the phone this morning, and didn’t join me for breakfast. All for Marcus.”
Cornelia explained, “Grandpa Augustine, it’s not that I didn’t want to join you. It’s just that making this milkshake requires boiling the milk properly. It took a while.”
Marcus completed one glass and had another knowing Cornelia made it herself.
Cornelia felt satisfied after seeing him appreciate it so much, thinking that all her early morning efforts had been worthwhile.
After finishing the milkshake, Marcus planned to take Cornelia back to Riverton. Although Grandpa Augustine wished they could stay a bit longer, he knew he shouldn’t interfere with their lives, so he let them go.
Cornelia couldn’t stay in the Capital, but Old Augustine could go to Riverton and stay with her. He had already bought a house in Riverton, ready to move in anytime.
Grandpa Augustine sent them to the airport without any hitches along the way.
After going through security, they entered the departure lounge. On the way to the lounge, they were stopped by Zavier, “President Hartley, I thought you were busy working in France. How did you get back so soon?”
Marcus wasn’t feeling well and didn’t have the energy to talk, so he ignored Zavier and tried to walk away with Cornelia.
Zavier blocked their path, “Marcus, how could you do this?”
Marcus paused, giving Zavier a cold look.
Zavier accused him, “Do you think I don’t know what you’ve been doing behind my back? Do you think I’m a fool?”
Marcus shot back, “What did I do?”
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