His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 445

The CEO's wife?!

Evelyn gripped the edges of her cardboard box, her knuckles turning white. But no matter how bitter she felt, she could only clutch her belongings and practically run out of the building in disgrace.

......

In the VIP lounge of the city's largest theme park.

Virginia sat on a wicker chair beneath a large parasol.

Dressed in a dusty-blue sleeveless silk maxi dress, her hair was casually pinned up with a claw clip, a few stray strands falling delicately against her neck. A pair of oversized sunglasses hid most of her face, giving off an aura of untouchable elegance.

Cynthia leaned against her in a pair of pink overalls.

Archer walked over from the distant dessert stand.

He wasn't in a suit today. Instead, he wore a custom-tailored light grey linen shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.

Even amid the noisy theme park crowd, his commanding, aristocratic presence was impossible to ignore.

"Mommy! Mr. Vanderbilt is back!" the little girl's eyes lit up as she hurried toward him on her short legs.

He bent down, effortlessly scooping her up with one arm while handing her a vanilla ice cream cone with the other. "We promised Mommy you'd only take a few bites, right?"

"Yep, yep, yep!" Cynthia giggled, her eyes turning into happy crescents as she took a big bite.

Looking at her with sheer indulgence, Archer walked to the table and placed an iced lemonade right next to Virginia's hand.

"Thank you." She took a sip, her eyes drifting toward the little girl's flushed face.

Cynthia had ice cream smeared all over her mouth. Moving with practiced ease, Archer pulled out a wet wipe and patiently cleaned her face.

A few young women at the next table kept glancing over, their excited whispers carrying on the breeze.

"Look at that family! Their genetics are insane!"

"The guy is gorgeous. His vibe, his build—absolutely top-tier! And his wife is stunning too. So classy."

Archer's gaze turned somber.

It seemed some things needed to be tested a second time!

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The next morning, in the CEO's office.

Zachary walked in and set a few urgent documents on the desk.

Archer, dressed in a dark grey tailored suit, gripped a fountain pen and signed his name with a flourish.

"The last paternity test for Cynthia—did you personally deliver it to Capital Genetics Center?" He put the pen down and looked up.

Zachary froze for a second before standing up completely straight.

"Yes, Boss. I dropped it off myself and picked it up myself. It never went through anyone else's hands."