Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 22

The girl on stage had defined, exquisite features and flawless looks on that most perfectly oval–shaped face to go with her almost nine–head tall frame. Her package practically reduced Shandie beside her to a figurative ugly–duckling. 

Never mind the ugly–duckling, even ordinary swans would be put to shame before the real swan–princess. 

Most significantly was the fact that she wore no make–up. There was no telling how breathtaking she would be if she had put some color on, as a girl like her could overshadow even the female stars in the beauty–laden entertainment industry. 

No one dislikes beautiful women. Not even the girls present at the ceremony whose eyes glistened in awe. 

By just standing there, Arielle was that brightest light who condemned Shandie to a mere wallflower, drawing away all the attention that ought to have belonged to the latter without exception. 

Vinson‘s eyes, too, were riveted as well, as if everyone else had become non–existent to him. 

The manner in which Shandie‘s eyes reddened in jealousy did not elude Arielle. The former‘s rage and anguish were exactly what she wanted, but she quickly averted her gaze and 

to Vinson. “Why did

marry you,

solely for the payment of interest that he decided to hand such

no idea what was going on inside Vinson‘s head, but she felt that that role would be

the winner of the coffee competition to be our spokesperson, but I‘ve decided that this year, we‘ll only choose the one whose image best represents our brand. That, I feel, belongs to Ms. Moore. So, why don‘t you come forward and say a

over from Vinson and was about to speak when someone

won‘t stand for this!”

head–along into Shandie‘s, whose reaction came as no

up, questioningly. “What

always been selected from amongst those who have proved themselves to be the most proficient at latte

was the first to take to

informed even if you wish to make an exception to

words had the entire hall

carry the