His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 527

Archer frowned, opening his mouth to refuse, but Virginia squeezed his hand back and softly urged him on. "Go. Go handle it and come back early. I won't go anywhere. I will just be right here waiting for you."

The man hesitated. After a long moment, he finally lowered his head, pressing a warm kiss against her forehead.

"Wait for me." With that, he turned to Zachary. "Double the security detail at the villa. Ensure that she is perfectly protected."

"Understood!"

...

At the Vanderbilt Southwest Division.

Dressed in a tailored pure black overcoat and a dark gray suit, Archer moved with lethal efficiency, tearing between the division's conference rooms and the R&D department.

His management style was always ruthless, decisive, and incredibly efficient. In just two short days, he effortlessly untangled the catastrophic mess of a project, even bringing a few incredibly stubborn partners to heel right on the spot.

As night fell, after seeing off the last of the business partners from the dinner banquet, Archer summoned Zachary to prepare the car for their return. Out of absolutely nowhere, Evelyn Snow somehow 'accidentally' splashed the glass of red wine in her hand directly onto his chest.

"I... I am so sorry, Mr. Vanderbilt," Evelyn apologized, lowering her eyes in an anxious, flustered panic.

Archer frowned at the dark red stains blossoming across his clothes, a surge of pure irritation slicing through him. "It's fine. Zachary."

"Boss. I booked a suite upstairs just in case. You can head up to take a shower first, and I will grab your spare clothes from the car."

Archer spun around and strode directly toward the elevators.

The heating in the suite was turned up high.

After showering, Archer stepped out wearing the white robe provided by the hotel.

The deep V-neck of the robe was slightly parted, revealing his firm, hard chest. Stray droplets of water slid down his sharp jawline, vanishing into the fabric.

He sat on the sofa, waiting for Zachary while casually flipping through the supplementary contracts from earlier.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Without overthinking it, he walked over and pulled it open.

"Unnecessary."

His deep voice dripped with raw impatience.

Evelyn panicked for a split second, biting down hard on her lower lip to steady her nerves.

She was in utterly desperate straits right now. Her only path to salvation was to attach herself to Archer. She absolutely refused to let this rare opportunity slip through her fingers. She had to gamble it all!

Holding the warm milk, she shuffled a step closer, painting a perfectly pitiful, vulnerable expression on her face.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, I truly know I was wrong. Just give me one chance. You can do absolutely anything you want to me..."

Occupying the very peak of power, Archer saw through these pathetically calculating tricks in a heartbeat.

His gaze turned terrifyingly cold, his voice like cracking ice. "Ms. Snow, I refuse to repeat myself a second time. Get the hell out!"