Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire novel Chapter 41

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 41

Arielle, who was sitting at the desk and “reading her book” attentively, raised her head in confusion. Her gaze coincidentally met that of Henrick’s.

She saw a flustered look in his eyes. He quickly concealed it, but Arielle still noticed it clearly.

She asked calmly, “Why are you back, Dad?”

When Henrick saw Arielle reading her book attentively at the desk, he became relieved.

Clearing his throat, he said, “I suddenly remembered that I still have unfinished work. It’s getting late, so you should go back and rest first. You should come back another day.”

Arielle did not want him to notice anything amiss. After all, she already discovered that the locked drawer contained something that would make Henrick panic. That was already an achievement.

“Okay.” She flipped the book, Global Finance, closed.

When Henrick saw her reading the book, he shook his head and said, “This book is too advanced for you. Girls have no need to learn things like this too. I’ll find something more suitable for you to read next time.”

According to Henrick, girls should not even think of dabbling in business and finance. All they needed to do was to look pretty and marry a rich man. Business and finance should be left solely to men. Women would only stir up more trouble if there were to get involved.

However, in reality, Cindy was almost done emptying out the company’s assets. Henrick just had not realized it.

Arielle could not even be bothered to secretly insult Henrick. Instead, she walked out of the door calmly.

“Oh, right! Sannie?” Henrick suddenly called out to her.

Arielle turned around and saw Henrick staring at her with a sharp gaze. He asked, “Where did you learn latte art from?”

Initially, she thought that Henrick only cared about the outcome and would not ask about the details. Seems like he’s starting to get suspicious.

Unfazed, she said, “I learned it in Norham. Back then, I worked in a cafe. The store owner is an extremely skilled barista who just returned from overseas. I learned it from him.”

“I see… After you become successful, you should thank him.”

“Okay, Dad. I have the same thought too.” The grateful and innocent look on Arielle’s face dispelled any suspicions Henrick had.

She turned around and walked to her room.