Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me full chapter

Chapter 83

Chapter 83 I Gotta Get My Revenge

Fanny readily agreed, “Sure. Do reach out if you ever need my help. I’m taking part in a fashion design TV show, so I’ll be in the country for the next few months.”

“All right!”

The two chatted for a bit before exchanging contact details, then going their separate ways.

Arielle was about to hail a cab, but an MPV suddenly drove up to her—it was Rayson.

He rolled down the window and tee-heed. “Ms. Sannie, it won’t be easy to get a cab from here. I’ll give you a ride home instead.”

He mentally justified his actions. Mr. Nightshire instructed me to stay by Ms. Sannie’s side. Plus, I can’t help but worry about letting her go home on her own.

Who knows? She might be the future Mrs. Nightshire. As Mr. Nightshire’s assistant, how can I allow such a distinguished figure to travel home in some dodgy cab?

Arielle’s shoulders fell, giving in to his persistence. Still, she couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t you have anything better to do? Like helping out at Nightshire Group?”

awkwardly at her question. Little did she know, he had sorted out Mr. Nightshire’s schedule for tomorrow and looked through three of the company’s documents while waiting for her

didn’t decline and got into

their

each other. Various cars drove by as they waited

deeper. He then checked their location and awkwardly uttered, “Ms. Sannie, the tow truck might take another half an hour to arrive. It’ll also be difficult to hitch a ride on this highway. I happen

heaved a sigh

here for the

lived in the northern suburbs, near the national park. Their home sat on a large estate. It had traditional architecture, featuring pillars as well as white and black color schemes. Tall white fences surrounded the house, guarding the artistically built home inside as

and Harvey arrived, Carter had already moved the person down to the

pitch-black garage

as Vinson entered, he saw that the man had crouched into the corner. The man rocked his body slightly

tatters; the white shirt he wore was heavily stained and had

looked like overgrown weeds. His frazzled appearance resembled that of a beggar who had gone

man—he’s one of the

that Vinson and Harvey had entered. He nudged his gold-framed glasses and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255