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.

“If it’s not the clothes,

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

the assistant dropped the topic altogether. He didn’t dare to probe any further, so he continued

tasks throughout the flight. She was

plane assumed that she was merely their

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

Henrick couldn’t hold it in anymore. He boomed icily, “Enough! Get

thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why didn’t he remember you

did him a small

 I guess having a naive daughter isn’t always a beneficial thing. If only it were Shandie who knew Vinson… she would have immediately caught

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

Arielle nodded obediently. With eyes rounded and lips parted, she feigned a child-like innocence as if

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

economy-class seats not only out of stinginess but

he bounced onto his feet. “Thank

Cindy stood as

explained, “My apologies, sir. You only have enough mileage for three free upgrades. Here, have

to ache. Then who

Shandie or Arielle?

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

grim before

a matter-of-fact tone, “I can’t help that there are only

intensely at

she couldn’t show it on her face.

let Cindy

her lips into a tight smile and said,

averting her gaze. He then pranced away with Cindy and

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,

how Shandie was

then provoked, “You’d better hurry over. Dad might change his mind and let me go with

seeing Arielle’s

grabbed her bag and shot straight for first-class, fearing that Arielle would somehow