Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me
As soon as Vinson walked into the room, all eyes were on him.
He was a powerful man whose presence alone could command a room even without him saying
anything.
Vinson’s unexpected visit had dealt another shock to Russell as he stuttered, “M-Mr. Nightshire, what are
you…”
Before Russell could finish his question, Vinson had raised a hand to interrupt him while fixing a cold,
hard stare at Mason. “You won’t admonish the truly vicious one, but you’ll call Arielle a vile woman? Have
you forgotten that it was Arielle who saved Mr. Actonward? I’m starting to wonder if there’s something
wrong with your head.”
Despite boiling with rage, Mason didn’t dare raise his voice at Vinson. “Mr. Nightshire, you can’t just
listen to one side of the story. These days, anything can be made up, including sales slips and shop
assistants. I know Yvette well, and I can vouch for her integrity. Besides, what good is there if she killed
Mr. Actonward?”
Russell stood by silently with his eyes tightly shut, his mind in utter confusion.
Yvette was his daughter, and he refused to believe that she could be capable of such malice.
However, after witnessing everything that Yvette had done that day, he was starting to wonder if he had
misjudged his daughter.
Vinson merely looked Mason in his eyes, the disdain in his gaze growing even more intense by the
second.
Mason felt increasingly uncomfortable by the mounting pressure as Vinson continued to stare him down.
Mustering up his courage, Mason asked, “Mr. Nightshire, I’m sure my suggestions are reasonable. Why
are you looking at me like that?”
Vinson pursed his lips and smiled. “You want to know the truth? Why not just get the person in to ask?”
Mason intentionally turned his gaze toward Arielle as he replied, “Because it isn’t difficult to bribe
people.”
With a nonchalant shrug, Arielle quipped,
“With Mr. Nightshire here, who would dare to lie?”
Arielle’s reply had stumped Mason as he continued to glare at her as if wanting to swallow her whole.
“Mr. Actonward, I think we should get the person here and hear what he has to say.” Vinson suggested.
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After a slight hesitation, Russell gave a dry laugh. “Mr. Nightshire, I wouldn’t want to waste your time with
our family affair. Once the birthday party is over, I will get the person here and ask Yvette myself. Rest
assured that I’ll get to the bottom of this.”
“Ha! Mr. Actonward, do you think this only concerns your family? Ms. Actonward’s actions have also hurt
Ms. Southall, so this is no longer just your family affair.”
Russell finally buckled under the pressure and nodded in agreement. “Okay, let’s get the person here
then. I know Yvette has been spoilt rotten by me and offended countless people. Who knows if
someone’s using this opportunity to accuse her of being unfilial and
unfaithful?”
Deep down, Russell still refused to believe that Yvette had made use of him to frame others.
To every father, their daughters were always the most innocent and could never do any wrong.
Vinson raised an eyebrow and glanced at the housekeeper, who immediately understood his intention.
Soon, the housekeeper returned with a neatly suited up salesman in tow.
When he saw how big the crowd was and felt the tension in the air, the salesman gulped, apprehension
filling him.
Mason marched up to the salesman and barked, “Tell me, who bribed you to frame Yvette? Do you know
that you can go to jail for making false statements?”
Frightened by how menacing Mason looked, the salesman didn’t dare to make a peep.
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