Chapter 582 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Comelia snatched back her phone and hurriedly said, “Dr. Lester, don’t listen to Zavier’s nonsense, and don’t wake up Marc. When he wakes up, have him call me. I’m busy, got to go.” With that, Cornelia hung up the phone and locked it, “Didn’t you hear? Marcus is sick.” Zavier replied, “His sickness isn’t new. What’s the big deal?” Cornelia didn’t respond. Zavier continued, “Since you can’t reach Marcus to hand over the person I want, you’ll have to come with me.” Just as his words fell, there was a rumbling in the sky, and several helicopters circled overhead. At the same time, the vehicles under the overpass had been cleared out. All that remained were cars with blue shield logos, unique to the Duran family. Someone on the helicopter shouted through a megaphone, “Zavier, listen up, let Cornelia go now. We can let bygones be bygones, if not…” In the Capital, once he made it onto the Duran family’s blacklist, the consequences were unthinkable.
• Upon hearing the shouting from the sky, Zavier’s men got out of their cars and discarded their weapons. Zavier might be crazy, but he knew what he could and could not do, “Marcus is really something, I don’t know what he did to make Old Augustine recognize you as his granddaughter, climbing into the Duran family that everyone wants to get into but can’t.” Cornelia responded, “The best thing about Marcus is his sincerity and kindness.” Zavier laughed, “Putting aside what Marcus has done to others over the years, you must know what happened between him and his father, Brennen, right?”
• Cornelia asked, “So what?” Zavier answered, “A man who won’t even spare his own father, can he really be called kind?” Cornelia replied, “Whether he is or not, that’s for me to decide.” Zavier asked, “Where does your confidence come from? From the Duran family? You’re just a child that Old Augustine adopted on a whim. Who knows when he’ll get tired of you. When you fall out of favor, that might be the day you die.” “Really?” Cornelia asked. “We’ll see.” With that, Zavier got in his car and drove off with his crew. Just as he left, a special car, the kind people couldn’t buy no matter how rich they were, sped up and stopped next to Cornelia. As the car came to a stop, the driver quickly got out to open the door for the passenger in the backseat. But the passenger couldn’t wait and got out himself, “Nelly, Nelly!”