Chapter 20
Inside Arielle‘s room.
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Arielle felt neither unhappy nor unsettled in any way as she surveyed the modestly
decorated interior of the hotel room.
Never mind that she had temporarily fallen out of favor with Henrick, her very presence
had already thrown this family into disarray, and amidst the ensuing chaos, she reckoned that
she would surely find the truth which she sought!
The ceremony would begin in half–an–hour.
Before leaving the room behind, Arielle went before the mirror to straighten out her
disheveled hair.
The girl staring back at her in the reflection looked unbelievably fetching, coltish and
acquiescent, but only she herself knew this to be a mere facade.
A wolf masquerading in sheep skin bit faster, more incisively and viciously, and left no
chances for its enemies.
The venue for the ceremony was extravagantly luxurious, with the aroma of coffee from the
sampling stations of the various sponsoring roasters saturating the air inside.
Shandie picked up a cuppa the moment she entered and took a whiff from it before tilting her head
toward Henrick. “This is pretty good, smells full–bodied. And judging from its form, I
reckon that it should be from... Corleon.”
The sponsor at the side approached appreciatively when he incidentally overheard her. “You‘ve a good
eye, Miss. Our beans are indeed sourced from Corleon.”
The man‘s effusive praise for Shandie made Henrick‘s heart swell with joy as he looked
proudly at her.
While Shandie was basking in her moment of glory, she lifted her head to see that sponsor looking
absolutely mesmerized by Arielle.
Shandie had no doubt that the man would start drooling were he to carry on ogling, and
that irked her to no end.
| Although Shandie was a little over twenty just as Arielle was, the former still came across
as a youngss who had yet to shake off her own girlishness.
In a few more years, there would be no telling whether Shandie herself would even be fit enough to be
aplementary leaf to the ravishing rose that Arielle could be.
The very thought of that had Shandie gnashing her teeth and wishing for Arielle to
disappear.
She thought that a country girl like Arielle should not show up and mess up her life like this!
Shandie took two steps to her left to block off the man‘s line of sight, and harbored
deviousness in her eyes when she picked up a cup of coffee in the same motion.
She shoved the beverage into Arielle‘s hands and said, “Have a taste of their coffee too, Arielle. I
thought it‘s rather decent.”
Before Arielle could respond, Shandie pressed a hand to her own mouth as if she had hit
upon a realization. “I forgot that you‘ve always stayed in the countryside... So you must not have
taken coffee before, haven‘t you?”
The sparkle vanished from the sponsor’s eyes behind her. He was looking for an
ambassador for hispany and had thought Arielle‘s outwardly appearance fit the bill.
It did not ur to him that she was from the countryside and had not even drank coffee
before.
As lovely as the girl was, he deemed her unsuitable, or even undesirable, as a brand ambassador
since such an appointment would likely be received negatively byizens.
Arielle paid little heed toward Shandie‘sments and only wished to taste it for herself. The result of
her sampling drew a frown from her. “Too bitter.”
As fragrant as the coffee smelled, it was too acrid to the taste–buds and apart from the bitterness, there
was littleplexity to the aftertaste – The quality was not all that Shandie
made it out to be.
Shandie snatched the cup back from Arielle, adamant in the view that it was Arielle who
did not understand coffee.
What does a country bumpkin like her know about coffee?
Arielle‘s response was exactly as Shandie anticipated, and that greatly pleased her. The
good, but my sister here doesn‘t know how to appreciate it.”
The man became more certain than ever that Arielle, who did not understand his product at
all, should not be up for consideration.
Once again, he regarded Shandie smilingly. “That‘s okay, since not everyone is a coffee lover.
In that case, I‘ll be taking my leave. Good day,dies.”
The sponsor nodded at Shandie before turning away.
Henrick was thoughtful as he watched the man depart, believing his younger daughter to be far more
capable than his elder girl.
Afraid that Henrick might be upset, Cindy purposefully chided, “Really, Shannie. Why did you have to
let your sister drink coffee in front of so many people?”
Shandie‘s appeared quite indignant. “It just slipped my mind...”
Henrick waved it off. “The girl had always been forgetful, but Arielle, how could you tell the
sponsor in his face that his coffee was bitter? You‘ve really embarrassed me back there!”
With her head bowed, Arielle lowered her gaze apologetically. “I‘m sorry, Dad. Don‘t be
mad…”
“Bah, forget it!” Henrick looked away in annoyance before he regarded Shandie. “It‘s almost
time, so you should go prepare yourself backstage. Dad and Mom would be waiting out there for
you to receive your prize.”
“Okay, Dad.” Shandie smiled pleasantly and waved to Cindy before she took her pass
backstage, while Arielle followed Henrick and Cindy to the gallery.
Whether by ident or intent, Arielle found herself left far behind by a Henrick who looked
like he was trying to keep his distance from something repugnant, acting as if they did not
arrive together.
Well, that was her dad. A good father who would happily toss her aside once she no longer
proved useful!
Arielle‘s eyes darkened in wistfulness, albeit for a second, but she kept her own emotions in
check and continued walking pliantly behind Henrick.
The ceremonymenced shortly after they were seated. The number of visitors on the day was more
than usual, primarily because of the presence
of Vinson Nightshire as one of the guest–of–honors this year.
Many had fought tooth and nail to secure a slot at the event just for the opportunity to get
close to him.
Finally, the guests emerged after the introduction by the host; starting with one of the
founders of Crown Coffee Academy, followed by a renowned barista in the industry; and then
Rain Evans, who Arielle ran into earlier on the ne.
Last but not least, the host weed in the final guest. “Please put your hands together for
the CEO of Nightshire Group, Vinson Nightshire!”
The rapturous reception at the mention of his name ignited went far to illustrate that more
than half of the crowd were here for him.
Those mounted video cameras were promptly directed toward the door leading backstage.
At the end of the ceremony, the technicians would edit the footage and post it onto Crown Coffee
Academy‘s official blog.
The documentation of the ceremony each year would receive extra attentionrgely
because of Vinson‘s expected appearance.
When Vinson strolled unhurriedly to the front of the stage to greet the audience, he
suddenly caught sight of a familiar face.
Is that... Arielle?
His gaze lingered upon her for awhile before pulling away. He then extended a bow to the people
gathered in the seats. “Hello everyone, I‘m Vinson Nightshire.”
The apuse from the audience grew ever more fervent.
Seeing the positive response from the audience, the host called after him while he was
about to take his ce amongst the other guests. “Look at the crowd, Mr. Nightshire. Why don‘t you
share a few more words with us?”
Vinson considered turning down the invitation, but could not help but agree when his
thoughts came to that someone seated in the gallery.
He cleared his throat and unprecedentedly added, “It‘s an honor to be able to attend the awards
ceremony at the invitation of Crown Coffee Academy. Today, I shall be announcing the
brand ambassador for Soir Coffee after the prize–giving.”
These words which were amplified by the sound system reached the ears of Shandie backstage and
sent her heart racing. Her eyes lighted up as though she would be elerating to the highest point in
her life within the next second.
Bing an ambassador for Soir Coffee meant that she would be able to meet with Vinson in–person
quite often, and that could only help her secure a role in Sam‘s new film and catapult her into the upper
echelons of society–pure icing on the cake.
The very notion of that made Shandie grip her fists tightly. Being the champion meant that the role of
brand ambassador was surely hers for the taking!
Meanwhile, at the front of the stage.
The host warmed up the crowd and saw Vinson to his seat before inviting the presiding
judge Rain onstage.
Rain was all smiles and nced ambiguously in Arielle‘s direction before he turned to
regard the audience. “Thank you, everyone, for taking time away from your busy schedules to
attend the awards ceremony...”
After some opening statements, he went on straight to the matter at hand. “Now, we shall
announce the results of this round ofpetition, starting with the second runner–up...”
With the second and third ced prizes handed out, Rain took a pause before he dered,
“Congrattions to our champion, Shandie Southall!”
Backstage, Shandie held her breath before she tedly walked onstage amidst thunderous
apuse,
A blushing Shandie then received the winner‘s trophy from Rain.
Made of pure gold, the trophy was quite hefty inside her hands, but she felt like she was riding on cloud
nine.
“Thanks, everyone. Thank you, Mr. Evans. And I‘d also like to extend my gratitude to my parents for
their continued support. I‘ll promise to keep working hard!” Shandie was almost choking up with
emotions.
At that moment, Rain said, “Now, let‘s invite Mr. Nightshire onstage to announce his choice
for brand ambassador.”
Watching Vinson step up only made Shandie even more antsy, so much so that she nearly
forgot to hand the microphone over to him in the process.
Vinson began when he took over, “I‘m going to keep this brief and get right to the announcement.”
Eagerness as well as nerves consumed Shandie. Looking inside her open palm, she found
that there was already a veneer of sweat on it.
Here ites. Here ites!
The pivotal moment of her life!
Without even glimpsing at Shandie, Vinson‘s eyes hovered over Arielle for a second before | he said,
“And the brand ambassador is... Arielle. Ms. Areille Moore.”