A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 45

At this moment, she was regretful for her superiority and cheeky thoughts that made her lose her

decent and high-paying job. But there was not use crying over spilled milk. She brought this upon

herself. At the eleventh floor. Arielle and Henrick had waited in the meeting room for almost half an

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But the people from the Nightshire Group were nowhere to be seen. A staff came in between to refill

the water for them, and he asked the staff for them, but the staff couldn’t answer. Henrick was getting

anxious as time went by. Did the Nightshire Group found out that Arielle was from the countryside,

and they’re trying to back out because she might not fit the image of an ambassador? Henrick stood up.

They had already signed the contract. All we needed was the stamp from the Nightshire Group, and the

deal for the ambassador would be sealed.

How could I afford to lose this collaboration? Henrick lost the glistening gaze he had on Arielle before

and felt her useless. “What’s your education level? Did you graduated from high school?” Henrick

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asked coldly. When Arielle was about to make up a story, someone opened the meeting room door.

Both of them looked towards the door at the same time. Headed by Vinson, around ten higher-ups from

NIghtshire Group came in. Most of them were prominent figures in the business circle. Henrick stared

in surprise. At the same time, he was also in a panic. “M-Mr. Nightshire…” Henrick stuttered his words,

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“D-do you think my daughter’s educational background is too low, so you don’t want her? I can find

someone to help with her studies. Even though she might be dimwitted and cowardly, but if we

package her nicely, I think we can continue our collaboration. We can even negotiate again about the

remuneration…” “Dimwitted and cowardly?” A hint of amusement flashed under Vinson’s eyes, and he

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chuckled under his breath.

Was he talking about Arielle? It seems like Henrick does not know his own daughter. The information

showed that it was not long after Arielle had returned to the Southalls. If she hid it purposely, it would

indeed be difficult to understand her. Because even he wasn’t sure what kind of person was Arielle.

Henrick was afraid to look directly at Vinson. When Henrick heard a chuckle from Vinson, he thought

that he guessed Vinson’s thoughts correctly. Henrick quickly added, “My daughter is very honest. She

would definitely cooperate with you earnestly. Please give her another chance!”

After he finished his words, he turned his head towards Arielle and commanded, “Arielle, come over

here and get down on your knees!” “Get down on my knees?” Arielle thought she had known Henrick

well, but what he said today had given her a whole new perspective of him. Henrick was furious when

he saw Arielle didn’t budge an inch.

He roared, “Why are you still there? Get your *ss here now!” He didn’t show Arielle any respect at all.

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Arielle bit her lips. This was the first time she felt such humiliation in her life. She never kneeled to

anyone. But…if this was for the sake of finding the truth and avenge for her mom, she was willing to do

anything.

Arielle clenched her fist and walked forward. But when she set her foot out, Vinson suddenly spoke,

“Mr. Southall, there might be some misunderstanding here. We’re not dissatisfied with Ms. Moore.

On the contrary, we feel that Ms. Moore is perfect for the role of our ambassador. We just have to verify

some minor details with Ms. Moore again.” Arielle looked at Vinson in shock. His expression was cold

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