Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Chapter 584: Chapter 584 Why are you so ruthless every time?

Just as he stepped out of the study, Arlo Seys encountered Ariel Morris emerging from the bedroom. Seeing him, Ariel’s eyes flickered with a hint of avoidance, her voice low and tense: ”Arlo.”

Arlo Seys glanced at Ariel, his gaze deep and unfathomable, he said nothing and simply lifted his legs to walk out.

”Arlo, are you going out? It’s so late, where are you going?” Ariel followed Arlo’s pace, asking in a deep voice.

Arlo halted, turned back, and swept a cold gaze over Ariel, his face heavy. Remembering the secrets she’d kept from him, recalling Director Brown’s words on how severe her illness was, Arlo couldn’t help but coldly bark at Ariel: ”Go back to sleep! Stop wandering around!”

Ariel was startled by Arlo’s sudden harshness, standing rooted to the spot, no longer following.

Arlo’s thin lips were tightly pressed together, he quickly lifted his legs and left without giving Ariel another glance.

Hearing the sound of a car starting from the courtyard downstairs, Ariel finally came back to her senses, her heart tight with unease and distress.

What on earth was happening? Tonight, Arlo seemed off in every way, what had happened? He was fine this morning, how could he return as if he were an entirely different person?

First, there were cigarette butts all over the floor, and upon returning, his demeanor toward her lacked the usual indulgence and warmth, remaining cold and detached. What had gone wrong?

Was it the broken glass in the bathroom this morning that aroused his suspicion, or did Susan Saxton tell him something at the police station? Otherwise, why else would he be acting so uncharacteristically?

Susan—just the thought of Susan made Ariel’s expression turn cold and distant.

Susan, even if you were released without charge, I will still make you atone for what happened to my child! If the law can’t punish you, then I will find my own way to make you repay your debts!!

Ariel’s eyes glinted with a resolute and icy light, her brows arching with cold hatred.

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The hospital in Military District 273.

In the expert office, Arlo Seys sat at the head, distributing multiple copies of the data from his email to everyone present.

Arlo Seys, dressed in a well-tailored bespoke suit, was seated among a group of doctors in white lab coats from the military hospital, standing out prominently. His indifferent features, lightly arched brows, and gaze as deep as the starry sea, exuded an air of nobility with every gesture.

Three top virus research experts, along with their assistants—a dozen or more people—filled the office, and they couldn’t help but direct their inquisitive glances at the person at the head of the table.

So this was the rumored Crown Prince of the Seys Family! The son of their commanding officer! Commander Seys’s eldest grandson!!

The test results and analysis reports returned from abroad were given to everyone in attendance, one copy per person. After reviewing them, a heated discussion ensued among the attendees.

Arlo sat in the middle, listening as most people voiced that the situation was tricky. His face was like a sheet of ice, cold and devoid of warmth.

The discussion meeting on the illness lasted over two hours, and by the time Arlo drove back to Royal View City, it was already past one in the deep night.

Arlo returned upstairs to the study, turned on his computer, and reviewed the profiles of famous global virus experts he obtained from the military, then his fingers danced rapidly over the keyboard.

One email after another was sent out. In order to connect with these experts, Arlo exhausted his personal network, writing each plea for help by hand.

When he finished, it was already four in the morning, Arlo shut down his computer and returned to the bedroom.

On the bed, the figure was already sound asleep, Arlo’s eyes deepened as he walked heavily over to her.

Arlo sat by the bed, listening to Ariel Morris’s even breathing, watching her pure face, Arlo’s pupils turned dim and boundless.

Gradually, as he watched, Arlo’s eyes became slightly red, his voice low with a hint of hoarseness: ”Ariel, why are you always so heartless?”