Chapter 659
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Vinson blinked his eyes twice as he said this and it made him look harmless.
âUm,â Arielle couldnât 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 couldnât 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 didnât 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 wasnât him playing favorite as he felt that Arielleâs 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 Arielleâs 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.
âArielle,â Vinson called, but she ignored him and continued to walk away.
âSannie,â Vinson tried again helplessly.
Arielleâs footsteps halted before answering blankly. âIâm done eating so Iâm going back to my room and rest.â
âGood-â Arielle had entered the bedroom before Vinson could even say ânightâ.
âTsk.â 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. âWhy are you calling me? Iâm about to starve to death and you donât even try to save me. Youâre inhuman!â
âIâve transferred five million to your account. You can check.â
Jordanâs scolding tone instantly turned into an incomparably flattering one. âOh, 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!â
Vinson directly said, âStop. Youâve already received the money so youâre under my jurisdiction now.â
âWhat is it? You gave me five million⦠There shouldnât be any mortal danger, right?ââ.
âJust answer my question.â
âUh⦠What question?â
Vinson glanced at the master bedroom before asking in a whisper. âThe girl is angry. How should I coax her?â
âCough, coughâ¦â 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 couldnât 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 couldnât do this medium-difficulty level Old Chanaean Literature homework.
The door was pushed open at this momentâ¦