His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 423

"Ah!" Mandy shrieked, her flawless makeup instantly running into a ruined mess.

Like a madwoman, she lunged forward and grabbed a fistful of Clementine's hair. "I'll kill you!"

The two women immediately devolved into a violent scuffle. Accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, the situation spiraled entirely out of control.

"Clem!"

Virginia's expression tightened, and she immediately stepped in to pull them apart.

She locked her grip onto Mandy's wrist, attempting to separate them, but Mandy wildly thrashed her arms. Her sharp acrylic nails sliced across the back of Clementine's hand, leaving an angry red welt.

"Let go!" Virginia frowned, her tone turning icy.

Mandy was blind with rage and couldn't hear a word Virginia said. Seeing the scratch on her hand, Clementine's face darkened with fury.

Having grown up pampered and fiercely protected, Clementine wasn't about to swallow this insult. Reaching around Virginia, she grabbed a vicious handful of Mandy's hair.

The surrounding socialites either watched eagerly for drama or backed away in terror. Not a single person stepped forward to help.

Everyone kept their distance until the security team finally rushed in, forcibly prying the two brawling women apart and extracting a reluctant Virginia from the fray.

Half an hour later, at Metropolitan Private Hospital.

Mandy and Clementine, both sporting injuries, were placed in separate treatment rooms.

The Sterlings were a standard wealthy family, but The Sherwoods were an old-money powerhouse in the city. The moment the incident occurred, sharp-nosed paparazzi caught wind of it, and the story exploded into the headlines almost immediately.

Early the next morning, inside the CEO's office at Vanderbilt Group.

The morning meeting had just ended. Zachary followed Archer into the office, clutching a stack of documents, looking as though he was struggling to find the right words.

Archer walked behind his massive desk and sat down, unbuttoning his suit jacket. "Speak."

Zachary nervously handed over the iPad. "Mr. Vanderbilt, your wife is on the front page."

Archer paused, taking the tablet. Glaring in bold red letters across the screen was the headline: ##SHOCKING! THE SOCIALITE SCUFFLE OVER LOVE!##

The line fell silent for two seconds before she replied.

"No."

"Do you need me to handle the Sterlings?" he asked, his deep voice smooth as his long fingers tapped lightly against the desk.

"No need," Virginia refused flatly. "This is between Clementine and her. We can handle it ourselves."

"Alright. Let me know if you need anything."

Amusement danced in Archer's eyes, though his tone remained perfectly steady.

Virginia gave a soft hum of agreement and hung up.

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That afternoon, in the VIP ward of the private hospital.