His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 442

The truth was glaringly obvious. Virginia didn't even have the energy to ask questions.

Clementine crossed her arms with a half-smile, eyeing Evelyn up and down before bursting into a sudden laugh.

"This is it?" She tapped a finger against her temple. "I thought there'd be some intense action going on. You didn't even have the guts to take off your clothes, and you still dared to call and provoke the rightful Mrs. Vanderbilt?"

She stepped right up to Evelyn, her imposing presence making the younger woman's back stiffen.

Extending a finger painted with crimson polish, Clementine tilted Evelyn's chin up. "Sweetheart, if you want to climb the ladder, you need to go a little further. At the very least, you have to strip naked and get in. You barely had the courage for a staged photo, yet you jumped out acting like a pathetic clown?"

Forced to meet Clementine's disdainful glare, Evelyn trembled with shame and fury.

She shifted her gaze toward Virginia, who stood silently by the door, flanked by Zachary and the bodyguards.

Virginia simply watched her calmly. It was the kind of look reserved for a circus act—no anger, no hysterics like Evelyn had anticipated. It was so terrifyingly calm that it sent chills down her spine.

"Ms... Ms. Caldwell..." A flicker of resentment flashed in Evelyn's heart, but she put on a mask of regret and stammered.

"Get the hell out," Virginia said flatly.

Zachary stared at her coldly but stepped aside to clear the doorway.

Granted amnesty, Evelyn grabbed her bag and scrambled out of the room. It wasn't until she was inside the elevator that she slid down the wall and collapsed onto the floor.

By now, her back was drenched in a cold sweat.

It was over...

That was the only thought echoing in her mind.

Once Mr. Vanderbilt woke up and realized what she had done, her career in this city would be dead.

The room fell quiet again.

"Was he drugged?" Clementine leaned in to inspect him and curled her lip. "Looks like a basic sedative. That woman was such a coward; she didn't even dare to use the strong stuff."

Virginia ignored the joke, watching Archer with an indifferent expression.

The doctor Zachary had called rushed into the room.

After a brief examination, he opened his medical kit, drew a syringe, and expertly administered an injection.

Zachary stood to the side, hardly daring to breathe.

He had been tied up with other matters when the incident occurred. Still, he couldn't shirk the blame. He just prayed his boss's wrath wouldn't rain down on him...

"Ms. Caldwell, the drug's effects should ease up in about ten minutes. In the meantime, you can wipe Mr. Vanderbilt's face and the back of his neck with cold water. If he can manage it, have him drink plenty of water to help flush his system."

The doctor packed up his kit, repeated the instructions, and stepped back.