Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 659

Chapter 659

Vinson blinked his eyes twice as he said this and it made him look harmless.

"Um," Arielle couldn't get angry for some reason when she saw his actions and just lowered her head to continue eating.

Vinson shrugged before going to the kitchen.

Arielle couldn't stop her gaze from following his figure but soon snapped out of her daze. Patting her cheeks, she reminded herself to ignore Vinson for the whole night.

Vinson returned from the kitchen not long after. Arielle didn't turn to look at him and kept her head low as she continued eating.

Vinson wisely refrained from letting his hands wander again this time and attentively sat opposite her to eat.

Arielle cooked a common dish but it was delicious and tasted like something he never had.

He took a few more bites just to make sure that it really wasn't him playing favorite as he felt that Arielle's cooking was better than top chefs.

His thoughts wandered.

Arielle had shown extraordinary skills in hacking, piano, chess, and a lot of other things.

Maureen was also powerful and smart but not to

Arielle's level of skills. The man in the picture is sure very exceptional.

It seems that I really need to talk to Mom. She and Mrs. Moore used to be close friends. Maybe she knows something

Vinson frowned almost immediately as he thought of Susanne.

Arielle, who sat opposite him, had already finished her meal and got up to return to the bedroom.

"Arielle," Vinson called, but she ignored him and continued to walk away.

"Sannie," Vinson tried again helplessly.

Arielle's footsteps halted before answering blankly. "I'm done eating so I'm going back to my room and rest."

"Good-" Arielle had entered the bedroom before Vinson could even say "night".

"Tsk." Vinson wore a troubled expression. Girls are hard to coax.

He then got up and went to the balcony a few minutes later to call Jordan.

Jordan answered the call quickly and he sounded aggrieved. "Why are you calling me? I'm about to starve to death and you don't even try to save me. You're inhuman!"

"I've transferred five million to your account. You can check."

Jordan's scolding tone instantly turned into an incomparably flattering one. "Oh, look at me, always saying the wrong things. What I wanted to say was you are the very handsome, very bold, very distinguished. and very elegant friend of mine!"

Vinson directly said, "Stop. You've already received the money so you're under my jurisdiction now."

"What is it? You gave me five million... There shouldn't be any mortal danger, right?".

"Just answer my question."

"Uh... What question?"

Vinson glanced at the master bedroom before asking in a whisper. "The girl is angry. How should I coax her?"

"Cough, cough..." Jordan on the other side of the call choked on his saliva.

He was ready to climb over mountains of blades and swam across seas of fire after being paid five million. In the end, it was... It was just this?

Jordan couldn't comprehend what was going on and he was speechless.

Half an hour later.

The girl in question was slumped over the desk.

Arielle bit the pen cap as she struggled to do her Old Chanaean Literature homework.

Old Chanaean Literature was quite difficult for her but she still gained a lot of understanding after carefully studying it. She could easily solve questions that involved common words provided that she had them memorized.

But she had been somewhat flustered today so she couldn't do this medium-difficulty level Old Chanaean Literature homework.

The door was pushed open at this moment...