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.

eagerness to reach the archive, she did not catch the last part of what Elisabeth said. “Arielle‘s allowed

carried her to the archive‘s entrance

shut tight there was left partially ajar, and out eked a stream of light from the resultant gap. Someone‘s

started to holler the moment she stepped

was caught out by this voice that came out of nowhere, and she lifted her head only to

her perturbation, Arielle asked, “Wendy? What

towered over her. “Shouldn‘t I be the one asking that? How dare a

her. Sometimes, she felt that she had to hand it to Wendy for her resilience in coming

paid side–gig? Kids these days simply have too little homework and too much time

reasons for being in the archive, but come to think of

pissed she started to stomp her feet. “I‘m here to chase you off,

here, so