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.

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

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

the assistant dropped the topic altogether. He didn’t dare to

foul mood ever since Arielle’s stunt. Because of this, he ordered Arielle to carry out several mindless tasks throughout the flight. She was told to

assumed that she was merely their

All she did

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

a sharp tone, “I thought you said that you helped Mr. Nightshire. So why

candidly. “I only did him a small favor then, so it’s normal

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

We’ll talk about this later. There’s still

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

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

but

he bounced onto his feet. “Thank you. Please

Cindy stood as

explained, “My apologies, sir. You only have enough

ache. Then

Shandie or Arielle?

“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

face turned grim before

turned to Arielle and explained in a matter-of-fact tone, “I can’t help that there are only three

stared intensely at

she

let Cindy and

a tight smile and said, “It’s

gaze. He then pranced away with Cindy and Shandie for the first-class

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

teeth at how Shandie was gloating

twisting into 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 with them if you

panicked upon seeing Arielle’s maliciously gleaming

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