Chapter 3


    Vinson pressed his voice and said, “Are you sure that‘s your wish? I‘ll give you another


    chance.”


    Arielle knitted her brows and looked at him. “You want to grant me another wish? Do you


    think you‘re the magical Genie?”


    Everyone, including Shandie and Cindy, looked at Vinson and Arielle in disbelief. What‘s going on?


    Does this beggar know Vinson?


    Vinson gazed into her eyes. When he was about to respond to her question, Henrick interrupted. “Nice


    to see you, Mr. Nightshire! Why didn‘t you tell me you‘reing?”


    All the guests‘ jaws dropped when Henrick greeted Vinson. Cindy instantly closed her eyes as she


    dared not imagined what would happen next.


    What on earth is happening?


    Henrick finally noticed something was amiss and started looking around. A sudden frown warped his


    face the moment he saw Arielle.


    Henrick turned to Shandie and said, “Why did you invite a beggar to our birthday party? Get her out of


    here!”


    Shandie froze for a moment even though deep in her heart she was pleased with his


    reaction. “Dad, she‘s...”


    “Dad!” Arielle interrupted. “Don‘t you remember me? I‘m Sannie!”


    Sannie was Arielle‘s nickname. “San...” Henrick raised his brows and widened his eyes in shock.


    “You‘re Arielle?” “Yes, Dad. I‘m Arielle,” she walked up to him.


    Arielle did not remember anything that had happened a decade ago, but she remembered that familiar


    face.


    Upon hearing that, Henrick staggered.


    Fear was written all over his face as he was afraid that his secret would be exposed.


    Arielle knew what was going through his mind. In a steady voice, she continued, “We have


    not met for years. I miss you so much!”


    Henrick was at a loss for words. He had no choice but to give her a pat on the shoulder.


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    “Wee back, honey, but... what happened to you and Mr. Nightshire? Why do the both of you


    look so messy?”


    All the guests then started paying attention to Vinson‘s clothes. They were so drawn to the


    man himself that they did not notice how wet his clothes were.


    Shandie cast a puzzled look at Arielle and Vinson.


    Is there something going on between these two?


    But she somehow dismissed her suspicion. Vinson falling in love with this country bumpkin? No way!


    Unless he‘s blind!


    Upon seeing how awkward the atmosphere had be, Cindy stepped in and said, “I think


    it was Mr. Nightshire who brought Arielle home.”


    “Really?” Henrick seemed to be a little less disgusted by Arielle after hearing that.


    Since she was still young and doesn‘t remember a thing from her childhood, I guess she


    doesn‘t exactly know what happened.


    Imagine the benefits we can reap if we could use her to get closer to the Nightshires.


    Henrick instantly stered a smile to his face and looked at Vinson. “So you‘re Arielle‘s


    friend? Thanks for bringing her back to us. If you don‘t mind, would you like to stay back, clean


    up a little, and dine with us?”


    Cindy added, “Oh, yes. We have extra pairs of clothes for our guests.” Vinson initially wanted to turn


    down their offer, but he could not stand wearing that


    sea–soaked clothes anymore.


    Since Vinson did not reject his officer, Henrick extended his hand and showed him the


    direction to the guest room. He then whispered in Cindy‘s ear, “Clean Arielle up too.”


    Cindy and Henrick had been married for nearly a decade, so she understood what he


    wanted her to do.


    It was clear that Henrick wanted to use Arielle to get in the Nightshires‘ good books.


    Damn it, why is luck on Arielle‘s and not my daughter‘s side?


    Maureen had been oppressing Cindy when she was still alive. I‘ll never allow her daughter


    to step all over mine!


    Cindy nodded and yed along. She then pulled Shandie aside and said, “Bring her to the bathroom.


    She‘s your older sister now, so be nice to her.”


    Shandie was able to read between the lines. She turned around and put on a smile. “Hey, Arielle. Let‘s


    go to the bathroom, shall we?”


    Arielle did not believe that the mother–daughter duo would ept her into the family.


    Yet, she hid her suspicion and responded with a grin. “Okay!”


    They held hands and walked into the mansion.


    Meanwhile, other guests continued to exchange whispers as they tried to figure out what


    Vinson was doing here.


    No matter what the reason was, it was clear that from now on, they would have to show


    more respect to the Southalls.


    At the guest room upstairs, Shandie said, “You can stay here temporarily while we tidy up


    your room, and you can also find all the toiletries here. I‘ll bring you a dress.”


    “All right. Thank you,” Arielle responded. “Oh, before I forget,” Shandie turned around and asked, “Do


    you know how to use the water


    heater? We‘ve fixed the temperature, so you don‘t have to adjust it anymore,” she reminded


    kindly but somehow forgot to hide the disdain in her eyes.


    Arielle seemingly did not notice her expression. She responded with a gentle smile. “Thanks.”


    Does she really think I don‘t know how to use the water heater?


    “Great. I‘ll bring your dress over.” Sandie smiled and walked out of the room. After closing


    the door, the smile on her face disappeared almost instantly.


    She took out a handkerchief and cleaned her hands thoroughly before throwing it on the


    floor.


    Her hand stinks, and her body stinks. Everything about her stinks! Vinson must have brought her here


    by ident. I‘m sure he wouldn‘t like a filthy woman


    like Arielle!


    Meanwhile, Arielle was taking her own sweet time enjoying a nice warm bath in the


    bathroom.


    Even she felt disgusted by how she looked and smelled after spending a week on the ind.


    As the warm water streamed down from her head to toes, she wiped off all the dirt on her


    face, revealing her fairplexion.


    Her delicate face with fine features made her look like a dainty little fairy.


    About ten minutester, Shandie knocked on the door. “Arielle, can you please open the door? I want


    to pass you the dress. I‘ve also ced a pair of heels near the door. You can wear


    themter.”


    “All right.” Arielle opened the door slightly to retrieve the dress. Once again, she did not see the disgust


    and mockery on Shandie‘s face. The dress Shandie gave to Arielle was a couture dress by Gi. It


    was more costly than the


    dress she was wearing now.


    Though it took her some effort to get her hands on the dress, she could not wear it as it had a specific


    cut.


    Its wearer must be slim and possess a supermodel–like physique. At the same time, the


    person needed to have a busty, curvaceous figure to be able to fit in the dress. Without an


    hourss figure, any ordinary woman would look plump in it.


    Since Shandie had broad shoulders but no corbones, the dress would look unttering on


    her. This was why she did not wear it for tonight‘s party.


    !


    Once that hideous womanes out with that dress, I’m sure all the guests wouldugh at


    her!