Chapter 554
Ayden said, “I’m Ayden’s twin brother, Jayden I usually operate behind the curtains, and besides
President Hartley, my brother and my mom, you’re the fourth person to know about my existence”
Cornelia asked, “Why so mysterious? Why let me in on your secret?”
Jayden replied, “Well, because you’re one of the few people that President Hartley trusts, and I don’t
mind you knowing”
Comelia said, “But I do. I’m just an assistant, I don’t want to know about the things President Hartley
keeps under wraps, I don’t want to get too involved with you guys, and I definitely don’t want to take on
any more responsibilities because of it.”
Jayden said, “If something goes wrong you can’t just wash your hands of it, because you’re not an
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Comelia frowned and said, “Your brother’s a man of few words, how come you’re such a chatterbox?
You’re supposed to be the most mysterious figure around President Hartley, can’t you keep a little
mystery about you? If you’re not supposed to say it, just zip it.”
Jayden responded, “You’re quite the talker yourself”
Cornelia asked, “Do you know what the most important thing about being an assistant is?”
Jayden guessed, “Professional ability?”
Comelia said, “The gift of gab!”
Jayden said, “You’re in the mood to argue with me. Aren’t you worried about President Hartley?”
Comelia retorted, “Exactly! You’ve been nattering behind me since I walked in. Aren’t you, as the most
mysterious figure around President Hartley, worried about his health?” Cornelia used Jayden’s own
words against him, leaving him speechless. “I…”
Suddenly, Cornelia’s expression changed, a coldness flashed across her face, “You’re with him all the
time, in charge of his safety. If something happens to him, you’re the one to blame. Instead of reflecting
on your own actions, you find excuses to blame others, and casually reveal your identity. People like–
you shouldn’t be kept around President Hartley
Jayden was speechless.
Normally, Cornelia seemed gentle and harmless, always obedient and sensible around Marcus, not
talking much, like a harmless little bunny. But now, with a change of expression, she exuded the aura of
a formidable executive, truly not to be underestimated.
Cornelia asked, “Where’s the doctor in charge of President Hartley? Get him to see me.”
Jayden, receiving the order, turned to leave, but then he caught himself, “Why am I taking orders from
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“This is Dr. Lester, he’s in charge of President Hartley’s condition. If you have any questions, you can
ask him.” Ayden, more understanding than Jayden, called for the doctor without waiting for Cornelia’s
command.
Cornelia said, “Ayden, thank you!”
At crucial times, the less talkative Ayden was more reliable. Cornelia thanked Ayden, then turned to Dr.
Lester, “Dr. Lester, I need a detailed explanation of President Hartley’s condition If there’s anything I
can help with, let me know.”
“Cornelia, come to my office over here. Dr. Lester, in his fifties with a bald spot on his head, sounded
surprisingly young.
Cornelia followed Dr. Lester to his office, where he handed her a file. “Marc had a recurrence of an old
ailment.”
“What kind of old ailment?” Cornelia asked, as she began to scan through Marcus‘ medical records. A
piece of information highlighted caught her eye, “Bullet passed through the chest, only 0.5cm away
from the heart.”