Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！
Chapter 34: Ariel Morris, You Can Still Feel Pain?!

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Ariel Morris, You Can Still Feel Pain?!

Valeria Johnson!!!

You son of a bitch!!!

Ariel Morris instantly lifted her gaze, staring straight at Valeria, silently cursing her ancestors for eighteen generations!

OMG, explosive!

Callan Walkers stared wide-eyed at Ariel in disbelief.

Slept with my boss eight years ago, then acted as if she didn’t know him, dumped him after sleeping with him...

Miss Morris, Callan has never been convinced by anyone but you in his life.

Arlo Seys stared straight ahead, his tone icy as he spat out a single word, "Get out!"

A single word, devoid of warmth, and all three present felt the storm that was about to come.

Valeria smirked and glanced disdainfully at Ariel, "Not leaving yet?! I knew you were lying! Ariel, you’re something else! Daring to claim you slept with Young Master Seys! Shameless!"

Ariel lowered her gaze, dropping her eyelashes to hide her suppressed, lonely emotions, not wanting Valeria, who was out for a good show, to capitalize on her pain. Yet her hands clenched into fists, her fingernails breaking painfully into the lines of her palms.

She lowered her gaze, walking in high heels intending to escape the slightly embarrassing scene.

Valeria watched her endure silently, her spirit lifted, and her lips curved in a triumphant smile.

As Ariel walked past Arlo Seys, intending to brush shoulders, a strong finger clasped her wrist.

Ariel looked up, stubbornly biting her lower lip, staring at the person in front of her.

Arlo Seys also looked at her, deep, cool eyes.

Ariel’s heart trembled fiercely!

They used to be sweet lovers, and now, eight years later upon meeting again, it was not with teary eyes or blushing faces, but with heart-wrenching cold mockery.

Her outlines were reflected in Arlo’s eyes, the stubborn image imprinted deeply in his heart.

Eight years, Ariel, since you left back then, why come back and stir up trouble?

Arlo’s fingers suddenly tightened, coldly spitting out three words, "You two, leave!"

What?

This time, the other three looked at him incredulously.

Callan realized immediately thereafter.

Apparently, his boss’s "leave" was directed at him and Valeria, the two unneeded ones!

Indeed... Miss Morris, I bet on you becoming the president’s wife of Era. I really bet right!

The boss truly treats you differently!

Valeria was a bit unwilling, she moved her mouth, "Young Master Seys, Ariel’s spreading such rumors, and you still..." Before finishing the sentence, Arlo had already cut her off coldly, "Don’t make me say it a second time!"

"Miss Johnson, please." As the special assistant, Callan timely invited Valeria to leave with him.

Valeria unwillingly glared fiercely at Ariel, then looked disdainfully at Callan, before turning on her high heels and walking away.

Emma, Miss Johnson, why glare at me? I’m saving you! Infuriating our boss, your acting career would never see the light of day!

With a sense of injustice, Callan accompanied Valeria out.

"Arlo Seys..." Ariel tightly furrowed her brows, urgently calling out, struggling to free her arm from Arlo’s grasp.

If she didn’t save her arm soon it would be ruined!

Arlo’s grip on her wrist seemed intent on breaking it!

Arlo watched Ariel, his grip growing tighter.

Ariel, you finally stopped calling me President Seys!

"It hurts... Arlo... let go!" Ariel said, her eyes filling with tears from the pain, struggling with all her strength.

Arlo’s face remained unmoved, still as harsh as frost, but his voice was a little hoarse, "Hurts? Ariel, you feel pain too? Cold-hearted and ruthless as you are, you can still feel pain? This pain—is it even a thousandth of what you gave me back then?"