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 he had at least guessed

in confusion. “If it’s not

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

altogether. He didn’t dare to probe any further, so he continued

several mindless tasks throughout the flight. She was told to move their luggage to the overhead cabin, then

plane assumed that she was merely their

tasks. All she did

couldn’t hold it in anymore. He boomed

to Henrick, he interrogated with a sharp tone, “I thought you said that

her head candidly. “I only did him a small favor then, so it’s normal that he doesn’t

faltered as he looked at

 

thing. If only it were Shandie who knew Vinson… she would have immediately caught on to my intentions

about this later. There’s still much

eyes rounded and lips parted, she feigned a child-like innocence as if she didn’t know what she

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

seats not only out of stinginess but

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

Cindy stood

explained, “My apologies, sir. You only have enough mileage

Henrick’s temples started to ache. Then who will go

Shandie or Arielle?

that Henrick was conflicted, Cindy chimed in, “I’m sure you’ve realized that Arielle isn’t very quick-witted. She won’t be of much

turned grim before he

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

stared intensely

but she couldn’t show it

 

to let Cindy and Shandie feel

her lips into a tight

while averting her gaze. He then pranced away

more. You’ll have to work harder to catch up now! I’ll be off to the first-class cabin, so you rest

gritted her teeth at how Shandie was gloating around

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

panicked upon seeing

her bag and shot straight for first-class, fearing that Arielle

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