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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.

stiffened in shock. Did / guess wrongly? Was Mr. Nightshire not referring

Vinson‘s voice spoke

assistant heaved a sign of relief since he had at least guessed

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

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

didn‘t dare to probe any further, so

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 their coats and

on…

else on the plane assumed that

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was merely their housekeeper.

doing all those tasks. All she did was comply with Henrick‘s request

couldn‘t hold it in anymore. He boomed icily, “Enough! Get over

tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why didn‘t he

candidly. “I only did him a small favor then, so it‘s normal that

you should have…” Henrick faltered as he looked at Arielle. I guess having a naive daughter

would have immediately caught on to

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

With eyes rounded and lips parted, she feigned a child–like innocence as

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Southhall. According to

seats not only out of stinginess but also because

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

Cindy stood

explained, “My apologies, sir. You

started to ache. Then who will go with us to first–class? Shandie

you‘ve realized that Arielle isn‘t very quick-witted. She won‘t be of much

grim before he finally

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promptly turned to Arielle and explained in a matter-of–fact tone, “I can‘t help that there are only three seats. We‘ll still see each

intensely at

her chest, but she couldn‘t show it on her face. She refused to let Cindy and

pressed her lips into a tight smile and said,

uttered while averting her gaze. He then pranced away with

steps. Once their parents were a good distance away, she taunted in a low voice, “It 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

how Shandie was gloating around

mocking smile, Arielle motioned towards the first–class cabin. She