Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Chapter 2 I Am Your Father

At the Southall residence.

The entire place was set up for a birthday party.

Shandie Southall, who was wearing the latest season’s dress from LV, was surrounded by socialites buttering her up.

“Shandie, your dress is beautiful! It’s like a milky way.”

“This is the dress from LV’s spring edition, isn’t it? I couldn’t even rent it, but you actually managed to buy it! Your dad is so nice to you!”

“Happy birthday, Shandie. I heard Sam Sleight has offered you a role. You’re definitely going to be the most popular actress of the year. Don’t forget about us when you become famous.”

“Who cares about the entertainment industry? Shannie’s just there for fun. Who is she? She’s Shandie Moore. It’s so easy for her to be famous.”

Concealing the glee in her eyes, Shandie uttered, “Thank you very much. Let me go and check when the cake’s coming.”

When Shandie returned to the mansion, she nearly collided with her mother, who was heading toward the outside.

“Mom.” Lowering her voice, she whispered to Cindy Moore. “Has my cousin’s men returned yet? It’s my twentieth birthday today. I don’t want others to find out that our family has a girl who was kidnapped by human traffickers.”

Lovingly tidying the edge of Shandie’s skirt, Cindy murmured, “No news is good news. Don’t worry. She won’t be able to come back. Even if she does, the traffickers had sold her to some faraway village. What can a country bumpkin like her do?”

Shandie nodded in agreement. In fact, a part of her hoped that the country bumpkin would be able to return.

That way, she would be able to relish the fact that she was the true daughter of a wealthy family.

“Bad news, Mrs. Southall,” the housekeeper cried out as she rushed in. “A Nightshire helicopter landed on the lawn outside.

“The Nightshires?” Shandie’s eyes lit up. “Mom, say, do you think Dad invited Vinson Nightshire?”

Cindy was surprised as well.

Although the Southalls were running one of the top businesses in the country, and they were one of the prominent families in Jadeborough, the Nightshires were one of the top families in the world.

Vinson Nightshire was the heir of the Nightshire Group, and the Southalls still did not have the capability of inviting Vinson to their daughter’s birthday party.

Maybe Vinson thinks that the business deal with our family is important?

“Let’s have a look.” Cindy was perplexed, but it was a pleasant surprise for her.

If our family gets to build a relationship with the Nightshires, we won’t need to worry about anything anymore.

After the mother and daughter touched up their makeups, they then excitedly rushed toward the lawn.

By then, a group of nouveau riche had already gathered on the lawn.

Shandie walked over, the socialites crowded around her

invited the Nightshires! You’re

as important as this? I should’ve hired a professional makeup artist to put

but in her mind, she

me. Why would

must have caught Vinson’s interest in the ceremony held by

to be Mrs. Nightshire

the helicopter door

watched in anticipation, a young woman in ragged clothes jumped down from

face was coated with dirt and dust. No one could see how she originally looked like. Even her hair was in a tangled mess as if she

“What…”

not like her began

stormed over and questioned, “Who are you? Who

Instantly, Arielle realized who the

but the detective had told her that Shandie was actually Cindy

daughter is dead or alive, but

Ha.

at the girl. “I

“You—”

Shandie was about to lose her temper, Arielle

instantly looked interested to watch the scene

to her senses, she stammered,

That country bumpkin?

really a country bumpkin,

that you? I’ve

Aunt Cindy,

the smile on her lips,

younger sister married my father?

What nonsense is this?

Something must be up.

whispering to each other. “I heard that Mrs. Southall

Ms. Moore, who was kidnapped by human traffickers ten

Henrick Southall actually married into the Moore family.

“That actually happened? Seriously…”

cleared her throat and muttered, “Darling, as long as you’re back. I’ll bring you to wash up. Look at you. You’re so… dirty. You must have had a difficult life in the

I came from the countryside. It seems like

to speak, a low voice

the owner of the voice. Once they saw

It was Vinson.

Vinson, whose every move

forward to welcome him. “A-Are you here to join my birthday party? Thank

eyes, and the blush on her face was for all to