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 he

he frowned in confusion. “If it’s

to

assistant dropped the topic altogether. He didn’t dare to probe any further, so he continued with

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 out their chargers and so

the plane assumed that she was merely

All she did was comply with Henrick’s request without

Henrick couldn’t hold it in anymore. He

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

small favor then, so it’s normal that

faltered as he looked

knew Vinson… she would have immediately caught on to my intentions and tried

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

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

to your flight mileage, we’re able to

out of stinginess but also because he knew that

his feet.

and Cindy

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

to ache. Then who will go with us to

Shandie or Arielle?

of much help at all. Plus, we’re heading

face turned grim before he

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

intensely

shrouded in her chest, but she

Cindy and

pressed her lips into a tight smile and said, “It’s

averting her gaze. He then pranced away with Cindy and Shandie

catch up now! I’ll be off to the first-class cabin, so you rest up here in economy-class, hmm? There’s actually not much difference between the two cabins, save for the bigger seats and better service in

gritted her teeth at how Shandie was gloating around like some proud

towards the first-class cabin. She then provoked, “You’d better hurry over. Dad might change

upon seeing Arielle’s

she grabbed her bag and shot straight for first-class, fearing