A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 20

Inside Arielle’s room.

Arielle felt neither unhappy nor unsettled in any way as she surveyed the modestly decorated interior of the hotel room.

Never mind that she had temporarily fallen out of favor with Henrick, her very presence had already thrown this family into disarray, and amidst the ensuing chaos, she reckoned that she would surely find the truth which she sought!

The ceremony would begin in half-an-hour.

Before leaving the room behind, Arielle went before the mirror to straighten out her disheveled hair.

The girl staring back at her in the reflection looked unbelievably fetching, coltish and acquiescent, but only she herself knew this to be a mere facade.

A wolf masquerading in sheep skin bit faster, more incisively and viciously, and left no chances for its enemies.

The venue for the ceremony was extravagantly luxurious, with the aroma of coffee from the sampling stations of the various sponsoring roasters saturating the air inside.

Shandie picked up a cuppa the moment she entered and took a whiff from it before tilting her head toward Henrick. “This is pretty good, smells full-bodied. And judging from its form, I reckon that it should be from… Corleon.”

The sponsor at the side approached appreciatively when he incidentally overheard her. “You’ve a good eye, Miss. Our beans are indeed sourced from Corleon.”

The man’s effusive praise for Shandie made Henrick’s heart swell with joy as he looked proudly at her.

While Shandie was basking in her moment of glory, she lifted her head to see that sponsor looking absolutely mesmerized by Arielle.

Shandie had no doubt that the man would start drooling were he to carry on ogling, and that irked her to no end.

Although Shandie was a little over twenty just as Arielle was, the former still came across as a young lass who had yet to shake off her own girlishness.

In a few more years, there would be no telling whether Shandie herself would even be fit enough to be a complementary leaf to the ravishing rose that Arielle could become.

The very thought of that had Shandie gnashing her teeth and wishing for Arielle to disappear.

She thought that a country girl like Arielle should not show up and mess up her life like this!

Shandie took two steps to her left to block off the man’s line of sight, and harbored deviousness in her eyes when she picked up a cup of coffee in the same motion.

She shoved the beverage into Arielle’s hands and said, “Have a taste of their coffee too, Arielle. I thought it’s rather decent.”

Before Arielle could respond, Shandie pressed a hand to her own mouth as if she had hit upon a realization. “I forgot that you’ve always stayed in the countryside… so you must not have taken coffee before, haven’t you?”

for an ambassador

that she was from the countryside and had not

as the girl was, he deemed her unsuitable, or even undesirable, as a brand

heed toward Shandie’s comments and only wished to taste

result of her sampling drew a frown from her. “Too

apart from the bitterness, there was little complexity to the aftertaste – The quality was not all

it out to

the view

a country bumpkin like her know about coffee?

response was exactly as Shandie anticipated, and that greatly pleased her. The latter then turned to the sponsor apologetically. “I’m sorry, mister. It’s not that your coffee isn’t good, but my sister here doesn’t know how

who did not understand his product at all, should not

not everyone is a coffee lover. In that case, I’ll be taking my leave. Good

sponsor nodded at Shandie before

man depart, believing his younger daughter to be

Shannie. Why did you have to let your sister drink coffee in front of

“It just slipped

but Arielle, how could you tell the sponsor in his face that his

Arielle lowered her gaze apologetically.

Henrick looked away in annoyance before he regarded Shandie. “It’s almost time, so you should go prepare yourself backstage. Dad and Mom would be waiting

she took her pass backstage, while Arielle followed

like he was trying to keep his distance from something repugnant, acting as if they did

dad. A good father who would happily toss

a second, but she kept her own emotions in check and

shortly after

because of the presence of Vinson Nightshire as one of the guest-of-honors

to secure a slot at the event just for

the introduction by the host; starting with one of the founders of Crown Coffee Academy; followed by a renowned barista in the industry; and then

host welcomed in the final guest. “Please

ignited went far to illustrate that more than

cameras were promptly directed toward the door leading backstage. At the end of the ceremony, the technicians would edit the footage

of the ceremony each year would receive

strolled unhurriedly to the front of the stage to greet the

Is that… Arielle?

lingered upon her for awhile before

gathered in the seats. “Hello everyone, I’m Vinson

audience grew