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

confusion. “If it’s not the

Vinson’s facial expression returned to its

dropped the topic altogether. He didn’t dare to probe

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

assumed that she

with doing all those tasks. All she

hold it in anymore. He boomed

a sharp tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why didn’t he remember

only did him a small favor then, so it’s normal that he doesn’t remember

should have…” Henrick faltered as he looked at

If only it were Shandie who knew Vinson… she would have immediately caught on to my intentions and tried to get

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

she feigned a child-like innocence

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

deliberately chose economy-class seats not only out of stinginess but also because he knew that they could get

onto his

Cindy stood as

soon noticed Arielle, who was the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir. You only have enough mileage for three

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

Shandie or Arielle?

you’ve realized that Arielle isn’t very quick-witted. She won’t be of much help at all. Plus, we’re heading to Shandie’s

grim before he

“I can’t help that there are only three seats. We’ll still see each other once the plane lands. Ergo, it’s not all that

stared intensely

shrouded in her chest, but she couldn’t show it

to let Cindy and Shandie

her lips into a tight smile and

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

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

teeth at how Shandie was gloating around

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 you keep

panicked upon seeing

for first-class, fearing that Arielle