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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.

Did / guess wrongly?

the assistant felt flustered, Vinson‘s voice spoke up once again. “I‘m not talking about

relief since

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

seconds, Vinson‘s facial expression returned to its usual indifference. “It’s nothing. Let‘s

dropped the topic altogether. He didn‘t dare to

been in a 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 move their luggage to the

on…

the plane assumed

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was merely their housekeeper.

with doing all those tasks. All she did was

Henrick couldn‘t hold it in anymore. He boomed icily, “Enough! Get

“I thought you said that

small favor then, so it‘s

looked at Arielle. I guess having

would have immediately caught on to

“Forget it. We‘ll talk about this later.

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

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

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

his

Cindy stood as

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

Henrick‘s temples started to ache. Then who will go with us to first–class? Shandie

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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in a matter-of–fact tone, “I can‘t help that there are only three seats. We‘ll still see each

stared intensely at

shrouded in her chest, but she couldn‘t show it on her face. She

a

averting her gaze. He then pranced away with Cindy

catch up now! I‘ll be off to

how Shandie was gloating around

mocking smile, Arielle motioned towards the first–class cabin. She then provoked, “You‘d better hurry