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 the clothes, then what

returned to its usual

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

been in a foul mood ever since Arielle’s stunt. Because of this, he ordered Arielle to carry out several mindless tasks

on the plane assumed that

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

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

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

him a small favor then, so it’s normal that he doesn’t

looked at Arielle. 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

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

obediently. With eyes rounded and lips parted, she feigned a child-like innocence as if she didn’t know

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

out of stinginess but also because he knew that they could get a free

beamed as he bounced onto his

and Cindy stood

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

ache. Then who will go with

Shandie or Arielle?

“I’m sure you’ve realized that Arielle isn’t very quick-witted. She won’t be of much help at

grim before he

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 not all that

stared intensely

but she couldn’t show it on

Cindy

her lips into a

her gaze. He then pranced away with Cindy and Shandie for

were 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 between the two cabins, save for the bigger seats and better service

Shandie was gloating around like some

She then provoked, “You’d better hurry over. Dad might change his

panicked upon seeing Arielle’s maliciously gleaming

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