Arielleâs cheeks heated up. She covered her nose and let out an embarrassed cough before saying,
I shall take a hot shower then.â
After returning to the country, she didnât work out every day. As she had also suffered on the uninhabited
island back then, her body wasnât as strong as before.
Vinsonâs lips curled up subconsciously when he saw how awkward Arielle was.
The moment he realized he was smiling, he hurriedly pursed his lips.
Soon, they arrived at the nearest hotel, which happened to be owned by Nightshire Group.
As Vinson had his personal suite in every hotel under Nightshire Group, he brought Arielle straight to the
presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.
âThey will deliver your clothes soon. Iâll wait for you outside,â he announced as he made himself
comfortable on the couch with a tablet in his hands.
His brows were knitted up as he clicked on the tablet in all seriousness as though work was troubling
him.
Arielle never expected that Vinson would stay right here.
She felt extremely uncomfortable. This was the
first time someone of the opposite sex was in the room while she took a shower.
Still, as Vinson was clearly busy working, it was unreasonable for her to express her discomfort.
At that thought, Arielle spun on her heels and entered the bathroom without a word.
She had no idea Vinson was clicking randomly on his tablet and only snapped back to reality when an
input error message popped up on the screen
Heaving a breath, he lit a cigarette before inhaling deeply. After a few puffs, he finally managed to tamp
down his irritation.
Suddenly, the sound of running water came from the bathroom
âDamn it,â cursed Vinson. He rose to his feet hastily and headed out.
At the door, he bumped into the assistant, Iris, who was holding a bag of clothes.
She immediately greeted him timidly. âM-Mr. Nightshireâ
Vinson glanced at her and inquired, âWere you the one who called me?â
Iris nodded nervously
When she saw how Serena told Arielle to shoot
the rain scene countless times, she recalled what the person in charge of Soir Coffee told her and made
the call
To her shock, Vinson was the one who arrived at the scene
Vinson was saying, âYou donât have to return to Nightshire Entertainment anymore as youâll be working
with Arielle from now on.â
Iris was shocked. âMr. Nightshire, are you dismissing me?â
Vinson was confused. âHuh? From today onward, youâll be working under Nightshire Group, but your job
scope will remain the same. Give me a call if you come across a problem you canât solve.â
He whipped out his name card from his pocket and gave it to her. âHereâs my contact number.â
Utterly delighted, she thanked him profusely. âThank you so much, Mr. Nightshire!â
âDonât just keep my name card. If I find out sheâs being mistreated, you shall be fired.â
âYes! Iâll take care of Ms. Moore!â Iris promised earnestly
âWell then. You can head in now. Iâll be waiting in the lobby.â
âYes, Mr. Nightshire!â
Tris hopped into the suite happily
She knew that Arielle was her only hope. If Arielle succeeded, she would succeed as well. Otherwise,
she would end up being the second Serena,
Meanwhile, Arielle was done with her shower. Her clothes were wet and she couldnât put them on.
Uneasily, she wrapped a towel around herself.
Vinson said the clothes will be here soon, but I donât hear any commotion out there.
Should I go out wrapped in the towel?