Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 815

It was only after Wendy tabled her inquiry that she realized that Elisabeth may not recognize Arielle. Thus, she quickly pulled out her phone with the intention of showing her a photo.

But before she could do that, she heard Elisabeth say, “Arielle Moore? Oh, do you mean the pretty girl who‘s great at translation and playing the piano?”

Wendy‘s face soured at that. Nonetheless, she had no choice but to nod in acknowledgment. “That‘s her.”

Without noticing how Wendy‘s expression has stiffened, the librarian replied warmly, “Head over to the first floor school archive. You’ll find her inside.”

“What? The archive?”

Wendy‘s inflection elevated a notch. Since time immemorial, the school archive had been a place of restricted access. Never mind the students, even the average teaching staff were not allowed in there without the express permission of the school‘s leadership.

the last part of what Elisabeth said. “Arielle‘s

already carried her to the archive‘s entrance in a

door which was usually shut tight there was left partially ajar, and out eked a stream of light from

past the door, Wendy started to holler the moment she stepped through.

out by this voice that came out of nowhere, and she lifted her

“Wendy? What

be the one asking that? How dare a student like yourself trespass into the archive? Are you looking

hairs with her. Sometimes, she felt that she had to hand it to Wendy for her

perseverance be better served in some paid side–gig? Kids these days simply have too little homework and too

the archive, but come to

started to stomp her feet. “I‘m here to chase you off, Arielle. You‘re

to be here, so hurry