A Beauty With Multiple Masks

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.”

of relief since

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

facial expression returned to its usual indifference. “It’s nothing. Let’s

topic altogether. He didn’t dare to

been in a foul mood ever since Arielle’s stunt. Because of this, he ordered Arielle to carry out several mindless tasks throughout the flight. She was told to move their luggage to the overhead cabin, then tidy their coats and put them into the luggage, followed by taking

assumed that she was

All she did

Henrick couldn’t hold it in anymore. He boomed icily,

tone, “I thought you said that you helped

shook her head candidly. “I only did him a small favor then, so

should have…” Henrick faltered as he looked at Arielle. I guess

a beneficial thing. If only it were Shandie who knew Vinson… she would have immediately

huffed begrudgingly, “Forget it. We’ll talk about this later. There’s still much

nodded obediently. With eyes rounded and lips parted, she feigned a child-like innocence

them. “Good day, Mr. Southhall. According to your

economy-class seats not only out of stinginess but also

he bounced onto his feet. “Thank you. Please lead the

and Cindy stood as

Arielle, who was the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies,

who

Shandie or Arielle?

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

promptly turned to Arielle and explained in a matter-of-fact tone, “I can’t help that there are only three seats.

intensely

chest, but she

let Cindy and Shandie

lips into a tight smile

then pranced away with Cindy

like Dad loves me more. You’ll have to work harder to catch up now! I’ll be off to the first-class cabin, so you rest up here in economy-class,

Shandie was gloating around like some

a mocking smile, Arielle motioned towards the first-class cabin. She then provoked, “You’d better hurry over. Dad might change his mind and let me go with them if

upon seeing Arielle’s

fearing that Arielle would somehow end up in the superior