His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 284

The visual impact of his former brother-in-law pinning his sister against his chest and kissing her breathless was simply too much to process!

Miles reacted with lightning speed, slapping a hand over his eyes and spinning around in a perfect circle.

"I didn't see anything! Carry on!"

With that, he practically scrambled back to his guest room on the first floor, moving with all the grace of a malfunctioning robot, and thoughtfully locked the door behind him.

Virginia's face flushed crimson. She shoved Archer away in a panic and stumbled back two steps.

Archer tasted the bitter frustration of being interrupted, but aside from the lingering heat of desire in his eyes, his expression remained stoic.

He took a deep breath, forcing down the unbridled fire surging through his veins. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Mrs. Lawrence, the housekeeper, walked in through the back kitchen door carrying bags of fresh groceries.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, Ms. Caldwell, what would you like for dinner? I picked up some fresh shrimp. Should I boil them?"

Before Virginia could answer, Archer stepped forward and effortlessly took the heavy shopping bags from her hands.

"Inform the rest of the staff that Virginia hates seafood and is allergic to heavy cream. We need to avoid those ingredients completely from now on."

Mrs. Lawrence blinked in surprise, quickly apologizing and nodding in agreement.

Archer didn't add anything else. He simply began rolling up his shirtsleeves to his elbows in slow, methodical motions as he walked toward the kitchen.

"Mrs. Lawrence, you can take the evening off. I'll be cooking tonight."

Mrs. Lawrence's eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

The future head of the Vanderbilt family, a billionaire CEO, was going to cook dinner himself?

But seeing how natural he looked, she tactfully untied her apron and slipped away.

Archer slipped on an apron and asked without looking back at Virginia, who had followed him.

"What do you want for dinner?"

A jolt ran through Virginia's body, her legs giving out just a fraction.

"I'll let you owe me for now," he whispered against her ear, his tone light but laced with absolute certainty. "I'll collect the principal and the interest tonight."

With that, he stopped teasing her, turning back to the cutting board to chop the vegetables.

His movements were flawlessly steady, as if he hadn't been the one losing control just a moment ago.

Virginia, on the other hand, practically fled the kitchen with a burning face.

The next day, inside the Vanderbilt Group CEO's office.

Archer sat behind his expansive desk, flipping through a quarterly financial report on AI smart home technology.

He was wearing a dark bespoke suit today. Fastened at the collar of his dress shirt was the dark gray tie Virginia had bought him the day prior.

When he wasn't speaking, he exuded an untouchable, freezing aura, but the staff around him could vaguely sense that he was in an unusually good mood today.