“That’s why, girl,” Henrick continued, “You’ve to try to get me one of those when you’re better acquainted with him, got it?”
Arielle sneered quietly but nonetheless nodded dutifully. “Yes, Dad.”
She then continued, “I’m going need more knowledge to perform my role as ambassador, Dad. As I haven’t attended much school, could I use your study to do some reading? I noticed that you have quite a collection in there.”
What she figured was that there might be some clues in there which may reveal the cause of her mother’s death.
Henrick’s study was not a place which she was allowed to access freely, so over the past week, she had not managed to find an excuse to get in.
The man hesitated before he nodded. “Sure! But you are not to go through any documents or the likes inside.”
“Yes! Thanks, Dad!” Arielle’s sweet smile drew the eyes of the people around her, and only she herself was oblivious to how captivating she was.
Those looks only served to improve upon Henrick’s good mood, as he thought to himself what a gem he lucked out on.
Not only was she beautiful, but she was also skilled at latte art as well. He felt that somebody up there must really like him, and thought how much of a travesty it would be if he could not manage to put the Southalls on the map.
At this moment, Cindy hastened over. “Dear, I saw someone take Shannie away so could you help find out where she is? I’m afraid that she might be in trouble…”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: A Beauty with Multiple Masks