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.”

a sigh of relief since

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

Vinson’s facial expression returned to its usual

dropped the topic 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

else on the plane assumed that

doing all those tasks. All she did was comply

Henrick couldn’t hold it in anymore. He

a sharp tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why

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

Henrick faltered as he looked at Arielle. I guess having

knew Vinson… she would have immediately

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

Arielle nodded obediently. With eyes rounded and lips parted, she 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 you

but also because he knew that they could get a free

Henrick beamed as he bounced onto his feet. “Thank you. Please lead

and Cindy

stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir. You only have enough mileage for three free upgrades. Here,

who will go with us to first-class?

Shandie or Arielle?

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 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

explained in a matter-of-fact tone, “I can’t help that there are only three seats. We’ll still see each

intensely at

chest, but she couldn’t show it on her face.

to let Cindy and Shandie

her lips into a

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

seems 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, hmm? There’s actually not much difference between the two cabins, save for the bigger seats and better service in mine. But hey, don’t

gritted her teeth at how Shandie was gloating

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

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