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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.

/ guess wrongly? Was

assistant felt flustered, Vinson‘s voice spoke up once again. “I‘m not talking about her

heaved a sign of relief since he had at least guessed

it‘s not the clothes,

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

the topic altogether. He didn‘t dare

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 throughout the flight. She was told to move their luggage to the overhead

on…

the

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was merely their housekeeper.

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

couldn‘t hold it in anymore.

with a sharp tone, “I thought

“I only did him a small favor then, so

have…” Henrick faltered as he looked at Arielle. I guess having a naive daughter isn‘t always

who knew Vinson… she would have immediately caught on to my intentions and tried

“Forget it. We‘ll talk about this later. There‘s

a child–like innocence as if she didn‘t know what she had

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According to your flight mileage, we‘re

chose economy–class seats not only out of stinginess but also because he knew that they could

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

Cindy stood as

attendant soon noticed Arielle, who was the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir.

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

much

grim before

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only three seats. We‘ll still see each other once the plane lands.

intensely at

show it on her face.

pressed her lips into a tight smile and

uttered while averting her gaze. He then pranced

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 cabins, save for the bigger seats and better service in mine. But hey,

her teeth at how Shandie was gloating around like some

Arielle motioned towards the first–class