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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 Mr. Nightshire not referring

Vinson‘s voice spoke up once again. “I‘m not talking

relief since he

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

returned to

dare to probe any further,

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 cabin, then tidy their coats and put them into the

on…

else on the plane assumed that

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was merely their housekeeper.

she did was comply with Henrick‘s

hold it in anymore. He boomed icily, “Enough! Get

sat down next to Henrick, he interrogated with a sharp tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why didn‘t he remember you

“I only did him a small favor

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

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

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

and lips parted, she feigned a child–like innocence as if she didn‘t know what

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approached them. “Good day, Mr. Southhall. According to your flight mileage, we‘re

but also because he knew that

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

Cindy stood as

soon noticed Arielle, who was the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir. You only have enough mileage for three free upgrades.

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

Cindy chimed in, “I‘m sure you‘ve realized that Arielle isn‘t very quick-witted. She 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

turned grim before

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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 other once the plane lands. Ergo, it‘s

stared intensely

in her chest, but she couldn‘t show it on her face. She refused

pressed her lips into a tight smile and

this,” Henrick uttered while averting her gaze. He then

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 cabins, save for the bigger seats and better service in mine. But hey, don‘t let

gritted her teeth at how Shandie was gloating around like some

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