A Beauty With Multiple Masks

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. I 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.

The assistant instantly stiffened in shock. Did I guess wrongly? Was Mr. Nightshire not referring to that lady?

Just as the assistant felt flustered, Vinson’s voice spoke up once again. “I’m not talking about her clothes.”

The assistant heaved a sigh of relief since he had at least guessed correctly.

frowned in confusion. “If it’s not

Vinson’s facial expression returned to

topic altogether. He didn’t dare to probe any further, so

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 luggage, followed by taking out their chargers

assumed that she

doing all those tasks. All she did was comply with Henrick’s request without any

Henrick couldn’t hold it in anymore. He boomed

Henrick, he interrogated with a sharp tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why didn’t he

did him a small favor then, so it’s normal that

If only it were Shandie who knew

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

and lips parted, she feigned a child-like innocence as if she didn’t know what she

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

but also because he knew that

bounced onto his feet.

Cindy stood

flight attendant soon noticed Arielle, who was the last to stand. Then he immediately explained,

ache. Then

Shandie or Arielle?

Henrick was conflicted, Cindy chimed in, “I’m sure you’ve realized that Arielle isn’t very quick-witted. She won’t be of much help

face turned grim before he finally

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 not all

stared intensely at

but she couldn’t show it on her

Cindy

into a tight smile and said, “It’s

He then pranced away with

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

Shandie was

motioned towards the first-class cabin. She then provoked, “You’d better hurry over. Dad might change his mind and let me go with them

seeing

her bag and shot straight for first-class, fearing that Arielle would somehow end up in the