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.

last part of what Elisabeth said. “Arielle‘s allowed to enter because she was handed the key by Mr.

had already carried her to the archive‘s entrance

left partially ajar, and out eked a stream

Wendy started to holler

who was flipping through the staff profiles, was caught out by this voice that came out of nowhere, and she lifted her head only

her perturbation, Arielle asked, “Wendy? What

as she towered over her. “Shouldn‘t I be the one asking that? How dare a student like yourself trespass into the archive? Are you looking to

had to hand it to Wendy for her resilience in coming back at herself repeatedly in spite of

sort of perseverance be better served in some paid side–gig? Kids these days simply have too

have my own reasons for being in the archive, but come

to stomp her feet. “I‘m here to chase you

be here, so hurry up and get