Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 505

Chapter 505 

Cornelia was well–acquainted with every high–end club in Riverton, but she had never heard of Riverside Terrace Club, which was just a stone’s throw from her house On her way to the Riverside Terrace Club, she had a hunch that this might be some kind of payback from Zavier. However, the thought of Marcus being there took the edge 

off her worries 

As dawn was just breaking and the roads were still quiet, Cornelia quickly arrived at her destination. She parked her car, and what met her eyes was a dilapidated fence. 

Nestled in the middle of the fence was an old wooden gate, with a barely visible sign reading “Riverside Terrace Club” hanging on it. 

This place didn’t look like a club at all. 

She began to suspect even more that this was Zavier’s way of getting back at her. As she was about to dial Zavier, a man in a suit appeared out of nowhere, ‘Ms. Stewart, 

follow me” 

Cornelia was so startled she almost dropped her cell. “Where the hell did you pop up from?” 

The man didn’t even bother to answer. He just swung open the old wooden gate, “Ms. Stewart, please follow me.” 

She half–expected a whole new world to unfold behind the gate like in the novels she had read. But when she stepped in, all she saw was a patch of weeds. 

She quickly backed out, looking warily at the man in the suit, “What’s Zavier got you doing?” 

Just a phone call from Zavier had led her here to this godforsaken place. What if he had some sinister plans? There were no cameras around, if anything happened to her, they wouldn’t find the culprit, and that thought was not comforting at all. 

The man in the suit said emotionlessly, “Mr. Rivera instructed me to take you to President Hartley” 

This sent chills down Cornelia’s spine. 

Many said Zavier was a loose cannon, capable of anything. He hadn’t killed Marcus and was trying to get her to go with him, had he? 

As she was debating whether to call the cops, Zavier called again, “Ms. Stewart, you can trust my man, I won’t harm you.” 

Cornelia, “Should I trust you?” 

Zavier, “If I dared to harm you, Marc would definitely kill me. Why would I shoot myself in the foot?” 

“Fine, I’ll take your word for it this time, but if you’re playing any games, I swear I’ll haunt you even from the grave.” Cornelia followed the man in the suit back through the gate, still somewhat suspicious 

At that moment, magic happened. The weeds vanished as if by magic, and she was surrounded by a picturesque landscape with fountains and buildings.