When the GF9 Test Subject Became His Obsession novel Chapter 106

As they entered the hotel, Celeste offered with a sweet smile, “Serena, do you want to put on a little makeup? Maybe change clothes?”

“To eat?” Serena responded coolly. “What for?”

Zachary, still simmering with irritation from the ride, finally found a target. His gaze swept over to Serena and he scoffed. Figures—a country bumpkin like her wouldn’t know the first thing about presentation.

“I’m busy,” Serena added calmly.

Richard glanced at her. Even in a school uniform, with her hair simply tied in a princess-style half-updo, she was stunning—undeniably so. Compared to the heavily made-up vixens Zachariah usually chased after, maybe this fresh look would be just his type.

“She’s fine as she is. Let’s not keep our guests waiting.”

“Guests?” Zachary looked up, confused. “What guests?”

“Important ones,” Richard answered, then turned to Serena. Her expression remained perfectly composed—not even a flicker of surprise. He added, “Mind your manners when they arrive.”

Serena didn’t touch her face, but Celeste still slipped into the restroom and added a few artfully placed freckles on her face—anything to make herself less appealing to Zachariah.

Zachariah, bored, finished another round of his mobile game and stood up. “I’m going to the restroom.”

His impatience was loud and clear.

Angela smiled awkwardly. “Don’t take too long.”

Zachariah didn’t even acknowledge her, just left.

Outside, Richard raised his hand to knock on the door when it opened on its own.

Zachariah spotted him, frowned—then suddenly brightened. Pushing past Richard, he grabbed the hand of the girl behind him. “Celeste? Do you remember me? It’s me, Zachariah!”

She was beautiful. Her scent was soft, her hand was delicate. He was instantly smitten. How could someone go from a plain little duckling to a swan like this in just a few years?

No wonder people said girls bloomed at eighteen—this was a total transformation!

Zachary stormed forward and smacked his hand away. “What the hell are you doing grabbing her?”

It wasn’t until Zachariah let go that he noticed the tingling sensation in his palm—but he didn’t think much of it.

Her eyes lit up instantly. This girl… even I like her.

Celeste suddenly felt nervous. What if I didn’t make myself look plain enough? What if they still pick me?

Some comparisons are just lethal.

“Serena, come on in!” Zachariah beamed as he welcomed her with open arms.

Angela, watching her precious daughter get brushed aside, felt an odd flicker of resentment. “Mr. Zachariah, weren’t you going to the restroom?”

“Restroom? Waste of time,” he scoffed as he entered and pulled out the chair next to his.

Serena, however, couldn’t stand his cologne and deliberately chose the seat farthest from him.

Zachariah didn’t mind. He figured she was just being shy—it was their first meeting, after all. His eyes locked on her like they were glued in place.

“Serena, are you hungry? Mango with milk helps with breast enhancement!”

“Serena, are you thirsty? This snow-mountain water was flown in from the Alps! Great for trace minerals!”

“Serena, are you tired? How about I book you a spa? Good for stress relief!”

The room was silent. No one else spoke. Zachariah was the only one talking—relentlessly—completely absorbed in Serena.