Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 184

"It's you!" The puppet master behind the scenes was Eden, just as Cornelia had speculated. She quickly regained her composure, "Eden, if I'm not mistaken, you just got out of jail not long ago, right?"

Upon hearing this, Eden laughed hysterically as if he'd just heard the funniest joke, "Cornelia, do you really know me? You thought that petty crime would land me in jail for months? To be honest, the day you sent me in, I was out before dinner. I didn’t mess with you before out of respect for President Hartley."

Cornelia admitted her oversight in not keeping up with Eden's affairs, "Eden, no matter who you are, you can't stand above the law."

"Hahaha!" Eden laughed wildly, "My uncle is Matt Petersen, the head of the Petersen family, one of the four major families in Riverton. My cousin is Riverton's top lawyer, Ryan Petersen. Who dares to lock me up in Riverton?"

"Ryan?" Cornelia repeated the name.

Eden was Ryan's cousin!

Ryan was Jeremy's lawyer. Could she seek help from Ryan to get out of this predicament?

Many thoughts raced through Cornelia's mind, but none seemed practical. For now, she could only take one step at a time, "Eden, does Ryan know about your deeds? As far as I know, Ryan's way of doing things isn't as arrogant as yours."

" What he did is none of your business!!" Eden approached Cornelia, gripping her chin tightly, "Cornelia, I warned you, messing with me leads only to a dead-end. Today, I'll make you wish you were dead."

Cornelia slapped his hand away, sneered, "Aren't you afraid of President Hartley? I'm his assistant, you should know what kind of person he is. Let me go now, and there's still room for maneuver."

Just hearing Marcus' name gave Eden chills.

He was indeed fearful, but he wouldn't leave himself vulnerable. He'd make Cornelia jump from the eighteenth floor just like that girl two years ago.

Marcus wouldn't bother to investigate why a small assistant would jump off a building.

Eden swiped the green button, and the call was immediately connected. He put the phone on the coffee table next to him, so Cornelia couldn't hear Jeremy's voice.

Cornelia couldn't hear, but she could speak, "03212020."

"What the hell are you blabbering about?" Eden slapped Cornelia, leaving a clear handprint on her face.

Despite the slap, Cornelia had conveyed vital information. The slap was well worth it. Now, she only hoped Jeremy could catch her drift.

With a wave of Eden's hand, someone brought a murky liquid, "Drink up, I promise you'll be happier than a fairy tonight."

"Eden, you have no idea who my husband is, yet you treat me like this. Have you considered the consequences?" Cornelia took the glass and swirled it slightly in front of her eyes - every minute of delay was a minute.