Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 17

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./ 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.

guess wrongly? Was Mr. Nightshire not referring to

as the assistant felt flustered, Vinson‘s voice spoke up once

heaved a sign of relief since he

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

to its usual indifference. “It’s

dropped the topic altogether. He didn‘t dare to probe any further, so he continued with

carry out several mindless tasks throughout the flight. She was told to move their luggage to the overhead

on…

the plane assumed

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was merely their housekeeper.

with doing all those tasks. All she did was

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

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

small favor then, so

he looked at Arielle. I guess having a naive daughter isn‘t always a

have immediately caught on to my intentions

“Forget it. We‘ll talk about this later. There‘s still much you

and lips parted, she feigned a child–like innocence

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

of stinginess but also because he knew

beamed as he bounced onto his feet.

Cindy stood as

was the last to stand. Then he immediately explained, “My apologies, sir.

to ache. Then who will go with us to first–class?

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

grim before

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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

intensely

in her chest, but she couldn‘t show it on her face. She refused to let Cindy and

pressed her lips into a tight smile and said,

Henrick uttered while averting her gaze. He then pranced away

parents 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

at how Shandie was gloating around like

mocking smile, Arielle motioned towards the first–class cabin.