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

it’s not the clothes, then what

facial expression returned to

He didn’t dare to probe any further, so he continued with his

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

else on the plane assumed that she was merely their

with doing all those tasks. All she

it in anymore. He boomed

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

did him a small favor then, so it’s

should have…” Henrick faltered as he looked

were Shandie who knew Vinson… she would have immediately caught on to my

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

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

Southhall. According to your flight mileage, we’re able to give you a free upgrade

stinginess but also because he

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

Cindy stood

the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies,

Henrick’s temples started to ache. Then who will go with us to first-class?

Shandie or Arielle?

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

turned grim before he finally

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

intensely at

but she couldn’t show it on her

let Cindy and Shandie

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

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

to the first-class cabin, so you rest up here in economy-class,

gritted her teeth at how Shandie was gloating around like some

cabin. She then provoked, “You’d better hurry over. Dad might

panicked upon seeing Arielle’s maliciously

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