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Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me 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./ 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.

in shock. Did / guess wrongly? Was

assistant felt flustered, Vinson‘s voice spoke up once

a sign of relief

in confusion. “If it‘s not the clothes, then what is

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

the assistant dropped the topic altogether. He didn‘t dare to probe any

same row. Henrick had been in a foul mood ever since Arielle‘s stunt. Because of this, he ordered Arielle to carry out several mindless tasks

on…

on the

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was merely their housekeeper.

doing all those tasks. All she

Henrick couldn‘t hold it in anymore. He

thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why didn‘t

only did him a small favor then, so it‘s normal that he doesn‘t

Henrick faltered as he looked at Arielle. I guess having a naive

Vinson… she would have immediately caught on to my intentions and tried to get closer

“Forget it. We‘ll talk about

a child–like innocence as if she

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Southhall. According to your flight mileage,

but also because he knew that they could get a free

onto his feet. “Thank you. Please lead the

and Cindy

Arielle, who was the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir. You only

Then who will go with us to first–class? Shandie or

isn‘t very quick-witted. She won‘t be of much help at all. Plus, we‘re heading to Shandie‘s awards

grim before he

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in a matter-of–fact tone, “I can‘t help that there are only three seats. We‘ll still see

intensely

on her

lips into a tight smile and said,

about this,” Henrick uttered while averting her gaze. He then pranced away with Cindy and Shandie for

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

at how Shandie was gloating around

twisting into a mocking smile, Arielle motioned towards the first–class cabin.