His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 486

"I found it," Kian said, walking over and placing the report on the desk. "The Neuro-Inhibitors were smuggled in through the Golden Triangle three months ago. The buyer paid the deposit through an underground banking network. A few days ago, one dose was definitely dispatched."

Archer's heart plummeted. He grabbed the report, his knuckles turning white from the force. "What are the effects?!"

"Irreversible cognitive damage." Kian's tone was incredibly heavy. "Virginia is highly sensitive to certain chemical compounds. If she's injected with a massive dose, it won't just affect her memory. Her central nervous system could sustain critical damage..."

He clenched his fists, wishing he could take Virginia's place and endure this himself!

Archer's eyes reddened. He sank back into his chair as if all the strength had been drained from his body. Covering his face with his hand, a tear slipped silently through his fingers.

The Sandalwood Prayer Beads draped over his pale wrist felt like a cruel mockery.

Just then, the soft patter of footsteps echoed outside the office.

A second later, the door was pushed open a fraction, and a small figure in a pink tutu slipped inside.

It was Cindy.

The little girl was clutching a stuffed animal, her big eyes bloodshot from crying.

She ran over on her short legs and tugged at his tailored trousers.

"Daddy." Her sweet, crisp voice wavered with tears. "Where did Mommy go? I miss her..."

Archer dropped his hand and leaned forward, lifting his daughter onto his lap.

Helena was dressed in a deep maroon silk dress. The handkerchief in her hands was completely soaked and crumpled from her tight grip.

Seeing her son in such a state, her eyes welled up, and tears cascaded down her cheeks.

Things were finally getting better. Virginia had just agreed to remarry him. Why did it have to be one disaster after another? That Liam was a rabid dog—just how far was he going to torture their family before he stopped?!

"Mom, please take Cindy home. Thank you for watching her right now," Archer said, his eyes lowered, his thick lashes masking the turbulent emotions beneath. "I need to be here."

"...Don't worry about Cindy, worry about yourself." Helena covered her mouth, looking with tear-filled eyes at the gray strands in his hair. "You haven't eaten, drank, or slept in days. Even a man made of steel would break! If Virginia comes back and sees you like this, it would break her heart..."

Archer looked up, his usually clear, dark eyes entirely bloodshot. "As long as she comes back safely, nothing else matters."