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

“If it’s not the clothes, then what is

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

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

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

assumed that she was

those tasks. All she did was comply with Henrick’s request

it in anymore. He boomed icily,

down next to Henrick, he interrogated with a sharp tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why didn’t he remember you

a small favor then, so it’s

have…” Henrick faltered as he looked at

 

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

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

she feigned a child-like innocence as if she didn’t

According to your flight mileage,

seats not only out of stinginess but also because he knew that they could get a

his feet. “Thank you. Please lead the

and Cindy

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

to ache. Then who will go with

Shandie or Arielle?

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

grim

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

intensely

chest, but she couldn’t

 

Cindy and Shandie

a

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

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

teeth at how Shandie

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

straight for first-class, fearing that Arielle

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