His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 436

If this incident got her kicked out, it would be absolutely perfect!

But the man behind the desk simply paused. A moment later, he set down his fountain pen and leaned back in his chair.

She told Mrs. Gable to throw it away?

He lowered his gaze, masking whatever emotions were swirling inside.

Those dark, usually fathomless eyes harbored absolutely no anger; instead, they sparked with an inexplicable sense of delight.

Virginia was usually so coldly indifferent to everything, yet today she had lost her temper over a jacket that another woman had touched...

Didn't that prove she still cared about him deep down?

Archer looked up, his mood noticeably lifted. "Understood. That is a private residence. In the future, unless it's an absolute emergency, you don't need to go there."

With that, he pushed the signed document back to her. "Get out."

Evelyn froze, utter disbelief flashing across her eyes.

She had been fully prepared for him to explode in anger, ready to play the 'understanding' employee and pretend to defend the kept woman. But now...

Gritting her teeth, she forced a stiff, ugly smile and reluctantly backed out of the office.

......

Two days later, at noon, in the Cloudcrest Estate.

It was Helena Vanderbilt's birthday. She hadn't wanted a massive, extravagant banquet, opting instead to invite Archer and a few others back for an intimate family dinner.

That included Virginia and Cynthia.

In the dining room, the long oval table was covered with a lavish spread.

Taking the scene in, Helena smiled softly, her eyes crinkling with warmth.

"You know, Virginia, I've been thinking about the old days a lot lately. You used to come over all the time to play cards with this old woman, intentionally feeding me winning hands or even losing on purpose just to make me happy. I saw it all, you know."

Virginia paused, setting her soup spoon down. "Helena, please don't tease me. You were just a much better player."

"Stop trying to flatter me," Helena playfully scolded before turning her gaze to Archer.

"Having Virginia as a daughter-in-law is the Vanderbilt family's greatest blessing. Some people didn't know how to appreciate her back then, wasting time on absolute nonsense, and that's their own fault. Knowing how to cherish someone now is too little, too late!"

Archer sat there, making no attempt to defend himself against his mother's pointed lecture. He merely picked up his wine glass and took a sip, his gaze briefly flicking to the beautiful profile of the woman beside him.

Hearing those words, Virginia felt a slight stir in her heart, but she kept her eyes lowered, quietly drinking her soup without responding.

Feeling a spike of frustration, Archer set down his glass and transferred a tender piece of braised ribs onto Cynthia's plate.