Chapter 86
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 86 âRayson?â Harvey frowned at Vinson. âDidnât you instruct him to stay by Arielleâs side? Why has he come here to borrow one of my cars?â
Vinson reacted with an equally puzzled gaze.
At this, Harvey knew that there was no use questioning Vinson. He turned his attention back onto the butler and briskly instructed, âLet them in.â
âRight away, sir.â The butler spun on his heel. It wasnât long before he returned with the two guests.
Almost instantly, Harveyâs gaze found its way onto Arielle, who was walking behind Rayson.
His brows raised in shock as he hadnât expected her to show up as well.
A pleasantly surprised grin spread on his lips while he dashed over to her side. âArielle, what brings you here? Are you here to see me?â
Meanwhile, Arielle was busy being in awe of the stunning wall carvings and accented details around her. She had lived abroad for so many years that this was her first time seeing a traditional-themed architectural build. Its grandness mesmerized her.
Once she finally stopped admiring the walls, her eyes roamed past the faces of Harvey and the others in the room.
A lopsided sneer soon spread on Arielleâs face when she saw the woman standing behind Jordanâ
Yvette.
Whatâs Yvette doing here all of a sudden?
Yvette is just like Shandie; theyâre both tarred with the same brush. I canât bring myself to be nice to her.
Arielle sharply withdrew her gaze from Yvette. She then explained her reason for being here, âOur car broke down nearby. So, Rayson suggested that we borrow one of your cars to get us back home. Will that be fine with you?â
âAbsolutely! Which cars would you prefer? Please, take your pick from my garage.â Harvey had become uncharacteristically generous. His current behavior was nothing at all like how he had treated Yvette moments ago.
He whirled around and motioned them to head for the garage. As he did so, Yvette finally got to see who the guests were.
Her jaw clenched tautly with resentment. Why the hell is this b*tch here?
Oh well, this is even better! Jordan was just about to defend me. Now that sheâs here, Jordan might give her hell for mistreating me!
Yvette pouted at Jordan. She simultaneously pointed at Arielle and whined, âMr. Baker! Thatâs the woman who stole my clothes and forced me out of the shopping mall.â
Jordan wasnât the least bit interested in Raysonâs affairs. Thus, he hadnât bothered to look at the guests earlier.
Now that Yvette was whining, Jordan instinctively glanced over in the guestsâ direction. Upon taking in the sight of Arielleâs face, his eyes rounded in surprise and recognition.
Itâs her!
The goddess. The woman of my dreams!
Yvette hadnât noticed the subtle glee in Jordanâs eyes because she had fully immersed herself in playing the victim. âShe is truly a wicked woman. Please, you have to help me get even!â
At last, everything clicked into place for Jordan. He now understood who Yvette had been complaining about this whole time.
His dark eyes narrowed to slits, radiating hatred at Yvette. His voice boomed. âZip it!â
Yvette was taken aback. She pursed her lips, unsure of why he shut her up.
Without a moment to waste, Jordan disregarded Yvette and clambered over to Arielle. He clumsily introduced himself, âHi⦠do you remember me? We met at your family home. And uh, oh right! I was the one who saved you from the dog!â
All color on Yvetteâs face paled to a chalky white.
What the devil is happening now?
Arielle tilted her head in confusion. Gradually, she recalled bits and pieces of meeting him. Then she calmly said, âOh⦠itâs you.â
From afar, Yvette cast a stormy gaze at the twoâs reunion. She could tell that Jordan was behaving differently towards Arielle.
Jordan had always been a smooth-talker when it came to women. Yet, this was Yvetteâs first time seeing him in such a flustered state. So, something about it felt fishy to her.
White-hot rage burned in Yvetteâs throat as she clenched her fists. Despite her anger, words refused to come out of her mouth.
Meanwhile, Vinson grew annoyed since Arielle had acknowledged everyone but him. He cleared his throat and began questioning Rayson, âWhy are you guys here? Did something happen at the shopping mall?â
Rayson grimaced at the sight of Yvette. His voice was dangerously low while he recounted everything that had happened earlier.