Chapter 823
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 823 âThis is their ownerâs contact number. I heard sheâs just a student.â The assistant handed a contact to Aaron.
Alas, Aaron wasnât in the mood to buy the restaurant now. He didnât even spare the contact a glance as he ordered, âPay the bill. I need to leave.â
His assistant grunted In acknowledgment and ran off to pay for the meal.
In the library archive.
Arielle was engrossed in reading the files when her phone began ringing.
It was a call from Maureenâs Kitchenâs manager, so she answered it. âWhatâs wrong?â
âA foreigner stopped by today and asked to acquire our restaurant. I rejected their offer, but they kept increasing the price until it reached ten million. Since I donât call the shots, I gave them your contact.â
âMm, got it. If they contact me, Iâll deal with them.â
âOkay.â
After the call ended, Arielle fell into deep thought.
I should register Maureenâs Kitchen as a trademark when Iâm free. After that, Iâll make Maureenâs Kitchen a global franchise business.
Right after the manager hung up, Vinsonâs call arrived.
Arielle connected the call and inquired, âDid you find Cindy?â
âNo, sorry.â Vinson paused before adding, âBut Iâve set roadblocks at all the exit routes of Jadeborough.
Iâm sure I can find Cindy as long as she doesnât turn into a butterfly and fly out of the city.â
Sighing, Arielle answered, âGot it. Thanks for your effort.â
âIt was my menâs fault, so the responsibility is mine. What about you? Rayson told me you went back to campus. Classes shouldâve ended by now. So why are you still there?â
âIâm in the archive right now looking for the man in the photo.â Arielle glanced at her phone screen and realized it was already past seven in the evening.
âYou can continue your search tomorrow. Come, letâs have dinner together.â Vinson extended an invitation.
âWhere are you?â
âAt the campus entrance,â came his answer.
His words warmed Arielleâs heart. âAll right. Iâll head out now.â
âGreat. Iâll wait for you, so thereâs no need to rush.â
After the call ended, Arielle placed the file back into its position and left the archive.
At the entrance, she saw Vinson leaning against his car with a cigarette dangling from his ips.
His aloof elegance made many students halt to gawk at him.
Arielle marched forward and tapped his shoulder. âHey, bee!â
âBee?â Vinson turned around, his gentle gaze landing on her figure. âWhy did you call me a bee?â
âDonât you realize youâre attracting attention like a bee?â
âFlowers attract attention, not bees.â
âIâll call you flower, then.â
âThat sounds ridiculous.â
Conversing heartily, they entered his car. Wendy was heading back to campus after dinner and happened to spot them together.
Overwhelmed by jealousy and hatred, she was about to curse Arielle inwardly when someone started talking behind her. âThatâs Wendy, right? Look at how sheâs glaring at Arielle. She looks terrifying.â
âShh, lower down your voice. That nutcase might set you up so youâll get reprimanded by Mr. Brown.â
Wendyâs legs trembled when she heard those words.
Although she wanted to slap those two gossipmongers, she reckoned they would post about it on the forum if she did, making her a ânutcaseâ forever.
With nowhere to vent her frustrations, Wendy took a deep breath and decided to head to the library to revise.
Iâm going to sit for the tests soon. Brainiacs are always wellârespected at Jadeborough University, so I shall shut them up with my results!