Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1177

Chapter 1177 I Am Done For

As there were those who applauded Arielle's success, there would naturally be naysayers.

"Please do not be mistaken. The bionic arm was created by the Al technology department. It has nothing to do with Arielle Moore, the investor."

"I agree with the comment above. Ignorant people will think that Arielle is an all-powerful goddess."

"According to my understanding, those who deserve praise are the designers in the technology department. This does not reflect her abilities at all. Not to mention that she is just the employer. In fact, when the research was being done on the bionic arm, she was not yet the CEO of Moore Group. At that time, the company was Southall Group."

"Fans are praising her with comments like 'there is nothing she cannot do.' Well, if she were part of the Al team, I would say she is worthy of praise. However, she did not take part in it. Hehe, dear fans, please use your common sense!"

Meanwhile, in Vinson's office, he was staring at the screen of his mobile phone.

He pressed the pause button, and the screen was frozen at the frame where Bjorn was feeding Arielle a peanut.

He narrowed his eyes, and there was a look of disapproval on his face.

Sannie is getting more daring to the extent of eating what other men feed her!

What form of punishment should I mete out to her?

His assistant, Rayson, knocked on the door at that precise moment.

The door was, in fact, already open. Vinson frowned. "Enter."

Rayson handed him a document respectfully and stated, "Mr. Nightshire, your signature is required here."

Vinson received the document and went over it quickly. After confirming that there were no errors, he put down his signature neatly.

When he looked up, he saw that Rayson was still holding a packet of wedding candies in his arms.

Instantly, Rayson saw the questioning look in Vinson's gaze. Quickly, he explained, "Mr. Johnson gave this to me at the entrance. Yesterday, he proposed successfully, so he went and obtained the marriage cert today. He did prepare another packet for you, but I didn't accept it. I presumed you wouldn't want it."

It was common knowledge that Vinson did not care about the personal lives of his subordinates, nor had he ever shown interest in them.

As expected, Vinson nodded without showing any expression. "It's signed already. Take it."

"Yes, sir!" Rayson bowed and turned around to leave with the signed document.

Unexpectedly, when he reached the door, Vinson suddenly called out to him, "Please ask Mr. Johnson to come and see me."

Rayson was taken by surprise. "Yes, sir!"

He quickened his steps and went to get Cole.

Upon receiving Vinson's orders, Cole seemed worried and broke out in cold sweat.

"Why does Mr. Nightshire want to see me? Is it because I gave out wedding candies in the office, and he feels I'm interfering with everyone's work?"

Rayson shook his head helplessly. "I don't know. No one can guess what's on his mind. I noticed that he didn't look too pleased earlier. No matter what, you just have to apologize the moment you enter his office. You're an old staff member. The worst punishment you'd receive is just a slap on the wrist. There wouldn't be any serious repercussions."

Cole felt even more worried after hearing that.

He brushed off the beads of sweat from his brows. Moments later, he knocked on Vinson's door, feeling anxious.

Vinson's cold voice instantly rang out. "Come in."

Cole thought, Why does his voice seem colder than usual? I'm done for.

Cole braced himself and gritted his teeth as he entered the office.