Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me full chapter

Chapter 633

Henrick’s assistant walked out of the registry office shortly after.

Unlike his obsequious behavior in the past, the assistant was acting exceptionally arrogant. He threw a brown envelope to her and haughtily uttered, “This is from Mr. Southall. Inside it contains a certificate of property ownership and keys. There’s also a card amounting to a million. The password to it is six zeros.”

Unbothered about his attitude, Arielle courteously nodded as she replied, “Thank you.”

Judging at how polite she was, the assistant reckoned she was a pushover. He mockingly added, “I’ve tidied up the house. You can return to the manor to pack your belongings, but you can’t take any valuables with you. And from today onward, you can’t step into the manor as you wish without permission. I’ll report you to the cops for trespassing if you do that. Are you clear, Ms. Arielle?”

At this point, he covered his mouth and laughed sarcastically. “Look at me. I forgot you aren’t the Southalls anymore. Miss, from now on, please know your place well. Do not live as a member of the Southalls in public. Of course, we won’t stop you from selling the house and bringing the money back to the countryside. I’m sure you can live a comfortable and well-off life with that sum of money.”

Arielle finally frowned upon hearing that.

She did not want to pick on the assistant, yet his words

only became more distasteful.

“You—”

Arielle could speak, a punch smashed straight

assistant screamed

attacker lifted his leg and served a flying kick, sending the assistant flying across the

he did was wrap his hands around where he got kicked as

attacker. She saw a teen glaring at the assistant as he snarled, “How dare you talk to Ms. Moore with that kind of attitude!

to toe. He had an uncanny resemblance to Hades when he furrowed his brows. Seeing his appearance, the assistant was so petrified that

not know someone like him. But a few seconds later, she somehow seemed to recall

from an old photo Sasha provided when she was helping the latter look for him. But it took her some time before she could

teen nodded as he smiled widely, flashing two of his canine teeth. “Yes, Ms. Moore. Boss says I’ll

“Boss? Vinson?”

me to be your bodyguard after the funeral. But I decided to do it earlier as boredom is killing me. I couldn’t stop myself when I heard how that guy spoke to you;

head rigorously. “Why

beat this guy up a few more rounds and burst open his