His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 354

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A few days later, Munich.

In the height of summer, the afternoon sun carried a scorching intensity.

The International Psychology Seminar was held at a century-old luxury hotel in the city center.

Virginia wore a black silk sleeveless blouse paired with matching wide-leg trousers, cinched at the waist with a pure white silk scarf.

The flawless drape of the fabric subtly accentuated her long, elegant legs as she walked.

Her hair was pinned in a low twist with a simple hairpin, exuding an air of cool, unapproachable professionalism.

Archer walked beside her, his arm hovering protectively behind her lower back.

He wasn't in a suit today; he wore a bespoke dark linen shirt, the top buttons undone, sleeves rolled up to reveal his muscular forearms and his signature sandalwood beads.

Even in a foreign country, his commanding, aristocratic presence was impossible to ignore.

Entering the VIP lounge, Doctor White sat on a single sofa, flipping through a stack of documents.

"Doctor White," Virginia greeted, stepping forward.

Doctor White looked up, his gaze bypassing her entirely to land on Archer, a subtle frown creasing his forehead.

Archer's expression remained perfectly neutral as he stepped forward, placing a rosewood box on the coffee table.

"Doctor White," he inclined his head, adopting a visibly more respectful posture than before. "I heard you collect rare medical manuscripts. I had someone source this copy from an overseas auction house for you."

Doctor White didn't even glance at the box, simply taking a sip from his bone china teacup.

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