Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 20

Inside Arielle‘s room.

Arielle felt neither unhappy nor unsettled in any way as she surveyed the modestly decorated interior of the hotel room.

Never mind that she had temporarily fallen out of favor with Henrick, her very presence had already thrown this family into disarray, and amidst the ensuing chaos, she reckoned that she would surely find the truth which she sought!

The ceremony would begin in half–an–hour.

Before leaving the room behind, Arielle went before the mirror to straighten out her disheveled hair.

The girl staring back at her in the reflection looked unbelievably fetching, coltish and acquiescent, but only she herself knew this to be a mere facade.

A wolf masquerading in sheep skin bit faster, more incisively and viciously, and left no chances for its enemies.

The venue for the ceremony was extravagantly luxurious, with the aroma of coffee from the sampling stations of the various sponsoring roasters saturating the air inside.

Shandie picked up a cuppa the moment she entered and took a whiff from it before tilting

her head toward Henrick. “This is pretty good, smells full–bodied. And judging from its form, reckon that it should be from… Corleon.”

The sponsor at the side approached appreciatively when he incidentally overheard her. “You‘ve a good eye, Miss. Our beans are indeed sourced from Corleon.”

The man‘s effusive praise for Shandie made Henrick‘s heart swell with joy as he looked proudly at her.

While Shandie was basking in her moment of glory, she lifted her head to see that sponsor looking absolutely mesmerized by Arielle.

Shandie had no doubt that the man would start drooling were he to carry on ogling, and that irked her to no end.

Although Shandie was a little over twenty just as Arielle was, the former still came across as a young lass who had yet to shake off her own girlishness.

In a few more years, there would be no telling whether Shandie herself would even be fit enough to be a complementary leaf to the ravishing rose that Arielle could become.

The very thought of that had Shandie gnashing her teeth and wishing for Arielle to disappear.

She thought that a country girl like Arielle

should not show up and mess up her life like this!

Shandie took two steps to her left to block off the man‘s line of sight, and harbored deviousness in her eyes when she picked up a cup of coffee in the same motion.

beverage into Arielle‘s hands and said, “Have a

a hand to her own mouth as if she had hit upon a realization. “I forgot that you‘ve always stayed in the countryside… so you must not have taken coffee before,

sparkle vanished from the sponsor‘s eyes behind her. He was looking for an ambassador for his

not occur to him that she was from the countryside and had

girl was, he deemed her unsuitable, or even undesirable, as a brand ambassador since such an appointment would likely

comments and only wished to

result of her sampling drew a frown from her.

bitterness, there was little complexity to the aftertaste –

the cup back from Arielle, adamant in the view that it was Arielle

like

the sponsor apologetically. “I‘m sorry, mister. It‘s not that your coffee isn‘t

became more certain than ever that Arielle, who did not

since not everyone is a coffee lover. In that

Shandie before turning

thoughtful as he watched the man depart, believing his younger daughter to

Why did you

quite indignant. “It

could you tell the sponsor in his face that his coffee was bitter? You‘ve really embarrassed me back

lowered her gaze apologetically. “I‘m sorry, Dad. Don‘t be

should go prepare yourself backstage. Dad and Mom would be waiting out there

her pass backstage, while Arielle followed Henrick and Cindy

Henrick who looked like he was trying to keep his

A good father who would happily

darkened in wistfulness, albeit for a second, but she kept her own emotions in check and continued walking pliantly behind

shortly

visitors on the day was more than usual, primarily because of the

a slot at the event just

host; starting with one of the founders of Crown Coffee Academy, followed by a

“Please put your hands together for the CEO of Nightshire

ignited went far to illustrate that more than

door leading backstage. At the end of the ceremony, the technicians would edit the footage

ceremony each year would receive extra attention largely because of Vinson‘s

the stage to

Is that... Arielle?

pulling away. He then extended a bow

applause from the audience grew ever more

 

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