Shandies lips curled up into a smile as wide as that of some socialite and froze in place while her brain thawed.
What... Arielle?Did I hear that right?
There was a flurry of discussion within the crowd as well.
“Who's Arielle Moore?”
“Isn't Shandie Southall the champion? Why isn't she made the brand ambassador? Is Soir Coffee breaking the convention this year and opting for someone else apart from the competition winner'
“Even if they are not picking the champion, should they not select a candidate amongst the top three finalists? I don't see this Arielle Moore
amongst any of them.”
In the gallery, the unsettled Cindy turned and glared furiously at the equally stunned Arielle in the row behind, who wondered why Vinson would make her the ambassador of the coffee chain.
“Arielle!” Cindy snarled. “What have you done? Why did you pull something like that on your sister?”
Cindy's eyes looked like they were about to pop, and were they not in a public space, Arielle was sure that the woman would have skinned her alive.
Henrick, too, had a look of surprise on him, but it quickly evolved into a smile.
As both the girls were his daughters, it made no difference to him who got the job since he was
going to get paid either way.
Henrick set aside some of his biases toward Arielle and regarded her warmly. “How could you not share this great news with me earlier, Sannie?”
Arielle was quite impassive inside.
How did he manage to forget that he was her father when he upgraded himself to first class seats and left her all by herself in the economic class?
As disgusted as she felt, she did not show her emotions as she shrugged nonchalantly. “I only got to know about this too, Dad.”
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