Mysterious Woman is So Gentle by Mila Chan
Mysterious Woman Is So Gentle By Mila Chan Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Once Cindy left, Henrick's gaze darted over to Arielle. “Sannie. Tell methe truth, how did

you meet Vinson? Are you two close?”

Henrick wanted to ask this long ago. However, he worried that Ariellewould think he was

using her as a stepping stone. Hence, he refrained from asking up tillnow.

At this rate, it seems like she’s too naive to question my motives.

I may as well cut to the chase and ask whatever I want to know. Thissilly girl will tell me

anyway.

As expected, Arielle answered him without a sliver of hesitation. “I don’tactually know him

that well. I encountered him by chance when my ship sank at sea. Hewas injured at the time, so

I treated his wounds with whatever herbs I could replace. It was later whenhis subordinates came

for him that I got rescued and brought back here.”

What he didn't know was that Arielle had summarized the story. Sheomitted the details

where they undressed and huddled up for warmth, as well as the truththat she saved Vinson's

life.

Hearing her story, Henrick felt both disappointed yet pleased. He wasdisappointed because he had hoped for some emotional entanglementbetween

Arielle and Vinson, but there were none.

At the same time, he was buzzing with joy that Arielle had aided theVinson Nightshire.

Because it meant Vinson owed Arielle’s family a favor for her kindness.Imagine that. A favor from the Nightshires! That experience alone isworth its weight in

gold!

“Wonderful! That's great, Sannie! As expected of my daughter!” Henrickchortled. He stared endearingly at her as if he was looking at theworld's rarest gem.

Arielle put on an innocent and unknowing expression. She flashed aquick appreciative smile at this compliment, then resumed with herdinner.

The next day had arrived at the speed of light. All four of themdeparted Jadeborough and headed towards Norham.

For the journey, Arielle and Shandie sat beside one another in thebackseat.

Shandie wore the Crown Coffee Academy's yellow team uniform. A softand glamorous

makeup was applied on her face, befitting her aristocratic status.

In comparison, Cindy had prepared minimalistic clothing for Arielle. Shealso hadn't hired

anyone to do Arielle’s makeup. Thus, Arielle was completely bare-facedand had her hair up in a simple bun; she looked like an ordinary highschool student.

Even without any form of embellishment, Arielle was irresistible to theeye. Her presence

glowed with angelic purity, almost like a blooming orchid whose beautywas so rare that people could only appreciate from afar.

She was the definition of true beauty. Not the kind that was soughtafter by many men, but a true beauty that made men reflect onwhether they were worthy of being by her side.

Shandie initially felt like the brightest star in the sky, knowing that hermakeup was worth six figures. Yet, that confidence plummeted afterseeing Arielle’s simplistic beauty. Shandie now felt like a miserable sidecharacter while Arielle was the lead of the show.

Outshined, Shandie clenched her fists so hard that her claw-like nailsnearly cut into her

palms.

Ahem! Cindy cleared her throat from the front passenger seat.

At this, Shandie broke from her daze and refocused on the present.

So what if Arielle is pretty? She's nothing but a pretty face that menkeep around like toys. I'm the real deal with both the body and looks;the kind of woman that men want to make their

wives.

Shandie suppressed her anger. She cracked a stiff smile and said,“Arielle, I haven't had the

chance to apologize. So now that we're both here, I just wanted to sayI'm sorry. I shouldn't have

thrown that childish tantrum and put you in jeopardy. Please forgiveme."

Arielle knew that Cindy must have scripted this whole apology, andShandie was merely

acting accordingly.

Childish tantrum?

Humph. What kind of child harbors murderous intentions during atantrum? Regardless, Arielle cast a gentle gaze as she held Shandie’shand. Then she soothed in a

honeyed voice, “It's alright, Shandie. There's no need to dwell on thepast or apologize anymore.

We're family, after all.”

Caught in Arielle’s tight grip, Shandie bit down her repulse. Shedesperately wanted to fling

Arielle’s vermin-like hand away but couldn't.

Hence, she resisted and continued to smile stiffly.

Meanwhile, Henrick smiled contentedly at his daughters’ reconciliationfrom the driver's

seat.

They went on their merry way to the airport. When they arrived, Henrickled his family

through the check in process and to the departure halls. Arielle trailedbehind them throughout

this.

According to the regulations, first class passengers were given priorityto board the plane

before others.

So the Southalls had to wait in line as Henrick had bought economy—class tickets for the

Night from Jadeborough to Norham.

When it was finally their turn to board the night, Henrick suddenlyhalted and looked in

the other direction. He exclaimed, “Mr. Nightshire?”

Shandie hadn't expected to see Vinson at the airport either. Now that ithad happened,

Shandie batted her lashes and cleared her throat shyly to attractVinson's attention.

Vinson's assistant was reporting the progress of their recent project.Now that Henrick had

rudely interrupted, Vinson shot a glare in Henrick's direction.

Seeing how Henrick and Shandie threw themselves at him, Vinson'sglare turned

murderously cold yet confused at the same time. He growled, “Do Iknow you?”

Henrick brushed his nose awkwardly at this. He was startled that Vinsondidn’t recognize

him.

Shandie, on the other hand, clenched her jaw in irritation.

We've already met plenty of times. How can Vinson not know who Iam? Is he really that

forgetful?

In reality, Vinson had an excellent memory. He was simply selectiveabout whom and what he felt was worthy of remembering.

Thus, he wouldn't waste even a drop of his time or mental effort onpeople whom he

deemed unimportant.

As for Arielle, she had noticed Vinson as well but didn’t intend to greethim.

We're just passing by. There's no need to engage in pointlessconversation.

Henrick frowned at how Arielle was letting this golden opportunity slip.Nevertheless, he quickly introduced himself, “I'm Henrick Southall.Surely you remember me, Mr. Nightshire? You attended my daughter'sbirthday party a few days ago.”

Vinson tried to recall. However, he had attended four birthday partiesthis week, so he couldn't quite figure out who this man named Henrickwas.

Sensing the confusion on Vinson's face, Henrick briskly shoved Shandieaside while yanking Arielle forward. He then reminded, “Seems like youhave forgotten about me, Mr. Nightshire. But perhaps you remembermy daughter?”

Arielle was now visible to Vinson. He hadn't seen her earlier, no thanksto Cindy, who

questionably stood in front of Arielle and blocked her.

Vinson's eyes roamed over Arielle’s appearance. Unlike the other three,who wore fancier

clothing, Arielle seemed like a regular student. It was as if they werefrom different class groups.

Vinson raised a brow, curious to see Arielle’s reactions. He feignedconfusion as he asked,

“Apologies, I'm not very good with remembering faces. May I ask whoyou are, miss?”

Arielle blinked. Did he forget who I am?

Despite her initial shock, Arielle wasn't at all sad that he didn't recallher.

She responded placidly, “That's normal. You must see too many facesevery day to remember mine. We won't be in your way now. Dad, let'sgo.”

Now that she had excused their family, Henrick couldn't prolong theconversation with Vinson. Without a choice, Henrick begrudginglycomplied with Arielle’s request.

What rubbish was that? How can my eldest daughter be so inept atseducing men? How stupid can she be?

Henrick grew more frustrated at the thought of this. It was evident inthe way he quickly stormed over to the boarding gate.

Cindy and Shandie were pleased with how things turned out. Theystood straighter with delight as they watched Henrick leave.

What perfect timing for Arielle to ruin things. I doubt Henrick willcontinue to spoil her

rotten after this.

Thinking this, Cindy paced in Henrick’s direction.

Shandie and Arielle quickly followed suit. At that moment, Shandie’smood soared sky-high. It wasn’t long before a mischievous thoughtflitted through her mind.

Walking alongside Arielle, Shandie mocked in a quiet voice, “Oh dear. Iassumed that something special was going on between you and Mr.Nightshire, but I guess not. I can't believe that he didn't even recognizeyou. Well, don't be sad. It's normal for busy men like Mr. Nightshire toforget a country bumpkin like you.”

Shandie made sure to emphasize the words: country bumpkin. Shestared excitedly at Arielle, hoping to see her face blow up with anger.Nothing would please her more than to see Arielle red-faced withhelpless frustration.