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.

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

already carried her to the

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

holler the moment she stepped through. “Arielle

out of nowhere, and she lifted her head only to see the smug–looking Wendy strut up

her perturbation, Arielle asked, “Wendy? What are you

asking that? How dare a student like yourself

had to hand it to Wendy for her resilience in coming

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

offered up a shrewd rejoinder. “I have my own reasons for being in the archive, but come to think of it, aren‘t you in here too? Why,

Wendy was so pissed she started to stomp her feet. “I‘m here to chase you

be here, so hurry