Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Chapter 1074 Get Lost

Jacob had waited for two whole days. Even though he reassured himself over and over again that Arielle would cave in first, his patience was wearing thin, and he had an ominous feeling that things were not going according to plan.

His subordinate’s inquiry ticked him off. Seething with rage, Jacob lit a cigarette and took a big puff.

“Let her be!”

Taking another puff, he reasoned, “She still can’t figure out who’s pulling the strings. It’ll be even better if she stumbles around like a headless chicken! If she doesn’t come to me now, it’ll be too late for her when she pieces everything together.”

The subordinate was convinced by this rationale.

At that moment, a thought flashed across his mind. Lowering his voice, he murmured, “Mr. Campbell, there’s something that has been circulating for the past two days. My daughter heard it from her friend’s mother, so I can’t guarantee its credibility.”

“What is it?” Jacob prompted, his eyebrows furrowed.

told me that Arielle and Mr. Nightshire are officially

Jacob dismissed it without a second thought. “That’s

out of nowhere. Even my daughter has heard of it. Besides, didn’t Nightshire Group appoint Arielle as the ambassador of Soir Coffee?

seen Arielle Moore? A pretty face on

“But Mrs. Nightshire-”

has publicly announced that Arielle is not his biological daughter but rather the illegitimate child of Maureen, and even Arielle attested to it. Do you actually believe that a woman like Mrs. Nightshire would accept a bastard village girl

subordinate processed Jacob’s words before nodding

eyebrow, Jacob continued to list other reasons to prove that

it’s Moore Group now. What I’m trying to say is, why didn’t Vinson intervene when Arielle was

nodded vigorously as comprehension dawned on him. “Knowing Vinson, he would never let Arielle suffer if he truly cared for her. In fact, we wouldn’t have a fighting chance against her! Vinson

Jacob scowled. “Nonsense!”

had crossed his boss, the subordinate slapped himself across the face. He spat on the ground and scrambled to amend his mistake. “I can’t control this mouth of mine! It’ll just say

when the words left his mouth. He had backed himself into a corner with his foolish