Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Chapter 1203 Cold Shoulder

Meanwhile, Arielle was waiting for the makeup artist. The moment she heard the doorbell, she rushed to the door assuming it was either the makeup artist or Sasha.

However, the moment she opened it, she was greeted by an unfamiliar face.

Backing off subconsciously, she asked, “Who are you?”

After being astounded by Arielle’s beauty, Gracie couldn’t resist but say, “I have heard so much about how beautiful you are on the internet. My, my… I find that you’re even more beautiful in person than in your photos!”

Following up on her compliment, Gracie quickly introduced herself upon seeing Arielle’s wary expression, “I’m Jason’s manager.”

It was only after Arielle realized who Gracie was that she noticed the box of cherries in her hands.

Trailing Arielle’s gaze toward the cherries, Gracie scratched her head awkwardly. “I’m sorry, Ms. Moore. Jason asked me to return these to you.”

“Is there anything wrong with them?”

it was a redundant one, for the cherries were individually packed in an exquisite manner. There was no way they would be returned on the

she was

the cherries back and remarked with a smile, “All right then. Thanks for taking the trouble to return

Just when Gracie wanted to explain on Jason’s behalf, Arielle had closed the door in her

that he had declined her gift. There was no reason for her

now. As long as he doesn’t get in my way, I guess I’ll just stay

filming her parts. Therefore, all she needed to do was endure working with Jason

and the plot involved many other characters. Hence, she rarely had to film alone with Jason

by in the blink of an

Arielle unwrapped the cherries and washed some for herself. She would then read her script while feeding on them, putting the matter with Jason

stunned at how quickly

try and find out as much information as they could about

more thought, Gracie felt that Jason wasn’t worthy enough for someone like

all, Arielle was the boss of Sann Group and a graduate

one looked at it, Jason couldn’t