Mysterious Woman is So Gentle by Mila Chan
Mysterious Woman Is So Gentle By Mila Chan Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Shandie’s expression bordered on savagery, to which Arielle respondedwith a stern rebuke.

“Get your hands off. You've been warned!”

She had really been overtly polite to Shandie all the time.

Shandie was stewing as she stared straight into Arielle’s eyes, but whatshe saw hidden

inside was like a gargantuan glacier that could swallow someone whole.That intimidating coldness shocked Shandie as it was something shehad never seen before.

Arielle tugged Shandie’s offending hand off her own collar and turnedto the host. “Sir, I think my sister might be a little agitated, so it mightbe best if you could bring her backstage to

cool off.”

Before the host could react, two black—clad bodyguards walked onstageand positioned themselves either side of Shandie before they escortedher off.

Arielle was a little taken aback by the appearance of the duo as she didnot bring along any bodyguards herself on this trip back.

In the next second, a tall and stalwart man steadily approached her.

It was Vinson,

His standout chiseled face appeared unapproachable without a smile,but perhaps owing to the lighting from behind him, he seemed a littlemore genial at this time.

“Are those two bodyguards working for you?” Arielle asked.

Vinson stopped less than two feet away from her and extended hisright hand. “Congratulations for becoming the brand ambassador toSoir Coffee, the retail chain under Nightshire Group. I'll have my lawyercontact you regarding the details in due time.”

Arielle did not manage to reply before Henrick’s voice rang out again.“Thank you for giving Sannie this opportunity, Mr. Nightshire. As she'sstill young and unfamiliar with contractual agreements, I'll be standingin as her manager. So please, direct your lawyer to follow up with

me."

Vinson evoked a rare smile at Henrick. “In that case, we'll be in touchagain.”

Seeing that Vinson was about to leave, Henrick quickly called after him.“Wait, Mr. Nightshire! To facilitate communications, would you be ableto give me one of your

name-cards?”

That only earned him a frosty look from Vinson. The demeanor of hisassistant beside him was just as aloof. “Mr. Nightshire’s name-card iscustom-made and is not something granted to just anyone. There's noneed for you to try to reach us either, as we'll contact you as and whenthere's a need to.”

Henrick’s face shriveled and reddened and he cleared his throatawkwardly, not daring to

bring up the issue of the name card again.

The observing Arielle was a little taken aback by this. Isn't the assistantoverreacting a little? It's just a name—card. After Vinson departed, thecurious Arielle inquired of her father, “Why won't he give us aname—card, Dad? Is there any special meaning to it?"

"Of course, my girl.” Henrick looked upon Arielle with the eyes of akindly father as he

patiently explained. “Mr. Nightshire’s name—card isn't handed outfreely, so when he chooses to

give it to someone, it means that he’s taken that person intoconfidence. Anyone in possession of Mr. Nightshire's name—card will beheld in esteem, and will be able to enter and leave Nightshire Group'spremises at will.”

Arielle instinctively reached over the pocket holding the name-cardVinson gave her. If what Henrick said was true, she had nearly thrownaway an invaluable gift.

She supposed that she probably would not replace a use for somethinglike that, but even if she did, she was certain she would not want tohand it over to someone like Henrick who would more than likely abusethe privilege.