His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 464

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After bidding Helena farewell, the family of three climbed into the Rolls Royce Phantom.

The car cruised smoothly down the immaculate asphalt.

The AC kept the cabin perfectly cool. Cynthia leaned back in her car seat, her little head nodding off as she drifted into sleep.

Virginia turned slightly, gently patting the little girl's shoulder. The Imperial Glass Jade Bangle on her wrist shimmered with a quiet green luster.

Sitting on the far side, Archer noticed the little girl sleeping. Afraid she might catch a chill, he carefully draped his dark gray suit jacket over her.

He was left in just his crisp white dress shirt.

With the collar slightly unbuttoned, his gaze lingered on the mother and daughter, deep and intensely focused.

Right at that moment, the screech of tires tore through the air. The car jerked forward and slammed to a halt.

Archer reacted instantly, his long arms extending to securely shield both Virginia and Cynthia in his embrace.

The little girl woke up wide-eyed from the sudden jolt, but thanks to the car seat and Archer, she wasn't hurt.

"What happened?!" He glared at the driver, his voice frigid.

The driver turned around, sweating profusely, a look of sheer relief on his face. "Mr. Vanderbilt, someone ran out of the bushes—I don't think it's a serious hit."

With that, the driver and Zachary Cole quickly opened their doors and stepped out.

Archer furrowed his brows, a flare of impatience flashing in his eyes.

A moment later, a knock came at the window. As it rolled down, Zachary's voice carried inside. "Mr. Vanderbilt, it's Evelyn Snow."

"..." Archer turned his head, giving Virginia a stern look. "Stay in the car. I'll go take a look."

And right now, the Vanderbilt Group's Phase Two chip project had just launched, meaning they were severely understaffed.

Furthermore, bringing Cynthia back into his life had filled him with an overwhelming sense of joy and restoration. It actually managed to stir a rare, microscopic sliver of pity within him.

"Zachary," Archer said, his tone flat as he adjusted the Sandalwood Prayer Beads on his wrist.

"Yes, Mr. Vanderbilt."

"Transfer her to the Vanderbilt Southwest Division."

Evelyn froze in disbelief, which quickly gave way to uncontainable ecstasy as she profusely thanked him.

"Thank you, Mr. Vanderbilt! Thank you for giving me another chance!"

The Southwest Division was remote, but at least she still had her career. It was a million times better than any prospect she had left in the capital...