Chapter 17

Yet, Arielle remained emotionless as if she weren’t the least bothered.

And that was the truth; she truly couldn’t care less about being forgotten by Vinson.

She knew that the Southalls wanted connections with the Nightshires because of their elite social status. Despite this, that prestige wasn’t what she wanted or needed.

So, it didn’t matter whether Vinson remembered her at all.

Shandie scoffed when Arielle didn’t react to her.

Liar! Keep acting like you don’t care then, Arielle. I bet that deep down, you’re crying like a big baby who’s hurt about the whole thing. Serves you right!Vinson would never be interested in a plain country bumpkin like you!

Little did the four Southalls know, Vinson’s eyes had burned holes in the back of Arielle’s head for quite some time.

He stayed that way until Arielle boarded her flight. Only then did he let out an intrigued chuckle.

Beside him, the assistant’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

What’s going on?Mr. Nightshire never laugh. He’s usually unsmiling, and some would even say intimidatingly distant. I can’t believe he’s chuckling to himself now.Also, this isn’t sneering laughter. No. It’s more genuine, like an amused laugh that comes from deep within one’s chest. It’s been ages since I last saw Mr. Nightshire laugh like this.

While the assistant was deep in thought, Vinson’s voice suddenly sounded. He asked, “Did you notice a difference between her and the others?”

There were three women in that family. Which is he referring to?

The assistant had worked alongside Vinson for several years now, so he knew better than to ask Vinson outright. He pondered for a while before recalling that Arielle had dressed differently from the others.

Then he answered hesitantly, “Indeed. The other three have donned well-known designer brands while that young lady’s clothes… Well, they seem like some

 

randomly bought clothes from an unknown stall.”

Even with such a sharp observation, Vinson still shook his head.

The assistant instantly stiffened in shock. Did I guess wrongly? Was Mr. Nightshire not referring to that lady?

Just as the assistant felt flustered, Vinson’s voice spoke up once again. “I’m not talking about her clothes.”

heaved a sigh of relief

confusion. “If it’s not the clothes, then

seconds, Vinson’s facial expression returned to its usual indifference. “It’s

the topic altogether. He didn’t dare to probe

since Arielle’s stunt. Because of this, he ordered Arielle to carry out several mindless tasks throughout the flight. She

else on the plane assumed that she was merely their

doing all those tasks. All she did was comply

anymore.

interrogated with a sharp tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr.

a small favor then, so it’s normal that he

faltered as he

 

Shandie who knew Vinson… she would have immediately caught on

huffed begrudgingly, “Forget it. We’ll talk about this later.

feigned a child-like innocence as if she didn’t know what she had

them. “Good day, Mr. Southhall. According to your flight mileage, we’re able to give

seats not only out of stinginess but also because he

bounced onto his feet. “Thank you. Please

Cindy stood

to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir. You only

started to ache. Then who will go

Shandie or Arielle?

won’t be of much help at all. Plus, we’re heading to Shandie’s awards ceremony. So why don’t we give the seat to Shandie this

face turned grim before he

a matter-of-fact tone, “I can’t help that there are only three

stared intensely at

but she couldn’t show

 

let Cindy and Shandie feel

lips into a tight

then pranced

harder to catch up now! I’ll be off to the first-class cabin, so you

teeth at how Shandie was gloating around

provoked, “You’d better hurry over. Dad might change his mind and let me go with them if you

panicked upon seeing

shot straight for first-class, fearing that Arielle would

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