His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 347

"Don't give me that cold attitude." Helena frowned, refusing to pamper him in the slightest. "Tomorrow is the weekend. I'm inviting Virginia and Cindy over for dinner. You had better have a proper talk with Virginia then. Do you hear me?"

Archer's grip on his silverware tightened. After a long silence, he let out a low, "Mm."

...

At the South Hill villa.

Virginia, dressed in a pale green silk nightgown, sat on the sofa reviewing a patient's medical files.

The phone on the coffee table buzzed. The screen displayed Helena's name.

She tapped to answer.

"Virginia, tomorrow is the weekend. Bring Cindy over to the old estate for dinner," Helena's gentle voice came through the line, carrying the fond yearning of an elder. "Mrs. Higgins has been missing the little one for days."

Virginia paused her reading.

She could easily guess the real motive behind this phone call, to ask about what was going on between her and Archer.

Without exposing the true intention, she pinched the bridge of her nose and replied softly, "Alright, I'll bring Cindy over tomorrow morning."

The next day at noon, Cloudcrest Estate.

The long dining table was laden with a lavish spread. The steamed grouper was placed at the farthest end from Virginia, while several light, seasonal vegetable dishes and a bowl of clear pigeon soup sat directly in front of her.

Archer wore a meticulously tailored, dark-patterned black casual shirt. The collar was slightly unbuttoned, and the sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, revealing the taut, smooth lines of his muscles and the rosewood prayer beads on his right wrist.

He sat next to Virginia. Neither initiated a greeting; they simply exchanged a brief nod, considering that enough of an acknowledgment.

From the head of the table, Helena took in their interaction entirely and took a sip from her teacup.

"Archer has a cold personality and a hot temper, and he's been closed off since he was a child. Whenever something bothers him, he bottles it up inside. Virginia, please be patient with him."

Archer's grip on his chopsticks tightened slightly, his gaze falling on Virginia's radiant profile.

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