His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 330

Hearing the news, a genuine smile touched Virginia's lips. "Congratulations, Katya."

As Virginia walked closer, Katya's eyes immediately locked onto the marks on her neck, and she shot her an incredibly knowing smile.

"Virginia, looks like you two had a great night."

Virginia's ears burned, and she didn't know how to respond.

Katya didn't mind. She grabbed a gold-embossed black invitation from Alexei and shoved it toward Archer.

"Tomorrow night, my father is hosting a private party at his estate by the Thames. Several Nordic energy tycoons will be there. Archer, this is a prime opportunity to talk business."

Katya winked. "And it's a perfect excuse to bring Virginia out for some fun."

Archer took the invitation without opening it, looking directly at Virginia instead, asking for her opinion.

Seeing that she had no intention of refusing, he finally agreed. "Alright. We'll be there on time."

Having accomplished her goal, Katya happily dragged Alexei away.

The suite door clicked shut once more.

He tossed the invitation onto the coffee table and pinned Virginia with a dark, heavy gaze.

"I'm so hungry! Is breakfast ready?" Realizing what he wanted, she practically sprinted for the dining room.

Archer let out a helpless chuckle but didn't chase after her.

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At a private estate by the Thames.

The summer evening breeze still carried a hint of stifling heat.

Virginia wore a pearlescent white halter dress today. The hem brushed her ankles, and the minimalist cut perfectly hugged her stunning curves. The back was completely open, held together only by two extremely thin crisscrossing straps.

Carlton Lambert, whom they hadn't seen in a while, walked out of the crowd holding a glass of champagne, greeting them with a warm laugh.

He couldn't help it; the two of them were simply too eye-catching. He had spotted them from a mile away.

His gaze swept over them before finally landing on Archer's face. Raising an eyebrow, he teased, "Mr. Vanderbilt, you're looking a lot better lately. It seems the environment in the United States really suits you."

Archer picked up a glass from a passing waiter and lightly clinked it against Carlton's. "You're too kind, Mr. Lambert."

"There are a few Nordic energy tycoons here today who are very interested in the Vanderbilt Group's AI mining robots," Carlton lowered his voice, nodding toward a group of blonde men not too far away. "Shall I introduce you?"

"Please do."

Archer turned his head to look at Virginia, instructing her in a low voice, "Go sit in the lounge for a bit. Don't wander off, I'll be right back."

Virginia had absolutely no interest in their business talk anyway. She nodded and walked over to sit on a sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The faint sound of a conversation drifting from nearby caught her attention.