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.

confusion. “If it’s not

seconds, Vinson’s facial expression returned to its usual indifference.

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

to carry out several mindless tasks

the plane assumed that she

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

in anymore. He boomed icily, “Enough! Get

next to Henrick, he interrogated with a sharp tone, “I thought you said that

small favor then, so it’s

 I guess having a naive daughter isn’t always a beneficial thing. If only it were Shandie who

talk about this later. There’s still much you

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

them. “Good day, Mr. Southhall. According to your

economy-class seats not only out of stinginess but also because he knew that they could get a

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

Cindy stood

the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir. You only have enough mileage

Henrick’s temples started to ache. Then who

Shandie or Arielle?

much help at all. Plus, we’re heading to Shandie’s awards ceremony. So why don’t we give the

grim before he finally

that there are only three seats. We’ll still see each other once the plane

stared intensely

chest, but she

let Cindy

Arielle pressed her lips into a tight

then pranced

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

at how Shandie was

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

upon seeing

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