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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTerrace 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 s 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.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCornelia, “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.
Cornelia had never seen anything so miraculous, “Sir, have you cast some kind of spell on me?”
The man in the suit replied. “This is the real view. What you saw before was a technological barrier we
created. Without it, the inside would look like a patch of weeds from the outside.”
Cornelia looked around, “This is too extravagant! It’s just a club, not some evil lair Is all this secrecy
really necessary? This equipment must’ve cost a fortune.”
The man in the suit, “What Mr. Rivera has in abundance is money”
Cornelia was speechless. Her money–loving heart was deeply struck by his words.