Marcus’ eyes glowed as he looked at Cordelia, interested in what she said.
“Our own business?”
“That’s right! If we can do some investment or side hustle after work, it can bring us some income too!” Cordelia said in a serious manner, “Even a small store or a stall will do. At least, it's counted as our own business as well. If we're the boss, we can make all the decisions we want. Don't you think that's great?”
“What kind of business would you invest in if you had the money?”
Cordelia fell silent and thought for a while, looking like a girl dreaming of her future.
“If I have a lot of money, I want to buy a shopping mall! People will come to my shopping mall every day and buy from me! Hehe! But I think this is impossible, so a more realistic goal is to save money to open a small coffee shop with large floor-to-ceiling windows and a small courtyard full of irises. Then, I'll sit behind the counter, grinding coffee and baking a few pastries. The entire coffee shop will be filled with the aroma of coffee and dessert!”
“That’s all?”
“Yeah!”
“Alright.” Marcus smiled.
Cordelia was stunned for a moment and snapped herself back to reality.
Even though Marcus was casually replying to her, the serious look on his face suggested that he was not joking.
Cordelia suddenly recalled the time when Michael and Jesse ambushed her. When she woke up in the hospital, the first thing Marcus had asked her was how she would like to punish these b*stards if she had superpowers.
She remembered that he had had this kind of expression on his face when he was also asking her the question.
At that time, she had said that she would make them disappear.
Then, she did not see them anymore when she returned to her company.
Cordelia’s heart was pumping rapidly under her chest as a strange feeling was spreading over her heart like a vine.
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