Mysterious Woman is So Gentle by Mila Chan

Chapter 22

The girl on stage had defined, exquisite features and flawless looks on that most perfectly oval–shaped

face to go with her almost nine–head tall frame. Her package practically reduced Shandie beside her to

a figurative ugly–duckling.

Never mind the ugly–duckling, even ordinary swans would be put to shame before the real

swan–princess.

Most significantly was the fact that she wore no make–up. There was no telling how

breathtaking she would be if she had put some color on, as a girl like her could overshadow

even the female stars in the beauty–laden entertainment industry.

No one dislikes beautiful women. Not even the girls present at the ceremony whose eyes

glistened in awe.

By just standing there, Arielle was that brightest light who condemned Shandie to a mere wallflower,

drawing away all the attention that ought to have belonged to the latter without

exception.

Vinson‘s eyes, too, were riveted as well, as if everyone else had become non–existent to him.

The manner in which Shandie‘s eyes reddened in jealousy did not elude Arielle. The former‘s rage and

anguish were exactly what she wanted, but she quickly averted her gaze and walked right up to

Vinson. “Why did you...“.

Then, Vinson interjected, “I haven‘t decided whether to marry you, so consider this a little

forwarding of interest.”

Arielle was stumped, as she wondered whether it was solely for the payment of interest that he decided

to hand such a critical endorsement role to her.

She had no idea what was going on inside Vinson‘s head, but she felt that that role would be

worth taking up just to see Cindy and Shandie throw a fit.

Vinson took up the microphone. “As you may understand, Soir Coffee has always picked the winner of

the coffee competition to be our spokesperson, but I‘ve decided that this year, we‘ll only choose the

one whose image best represents our brand. That, I feel, belongs to Ms. Moore. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

So, why don‘t you come forward and say a few words to all our friends out there?”

Arielle took over from Vinson and was about to speak when someone rushed out and

snatched the microphone from her.

“I won‘t stand for this!”

When Arielle reflexively turned around, her gaze collided head–along into Shandie‘s, whose

reaction came as no surprise to her.

Arielle‘s brows perked up, questioningly. “What are you doing, Shandie?” Shandie ignored her and

addressed the crowd directly instead. “The brand ambassador of

the coffee shop has always been selected from amongst those who have proved themselves to be

the most proficient at latte art. How could someone with no knowledge of it was chosen this

year? This is just unacceptable!”

Cindy was the first to take to her feet.

“That‘s right, Mr. Nightshire! Your decision is too arbitrary and unprecedented, and we

should have been informed even if you wish to make an exception to this. How can you have a

country girl who isn‘t even a coffee drinker become your brand ambassador?”

Cindy‘s words had the entire hall uproarious.

“A girl from the countryside? This chosen ambassador can‘t carry the image of an

international chain like Soir Coffee!”

“Disregarding the fact that she‘s from the country, but not even a coffee drinker? That‘s a

little too much.”

Emboldened by the supportive crowd, Shandie spoke into the microphone again, “Don‘t tell us that

you‘ve seduced your way into this role, Arielle?”

Arielle‘s dagger–like icy stare gave Shandie quite a fright, while Vinson‘s even colder glare unnerved

the latter so much that she dared not even look at him twice.

She took a deep drawl and a moment to collect herself before she continued, “Otherwise, kindly explain

to us how someone who doesn‘t even drink coffee managed to snag this endorsement role.”

“Who told you that I don‘t drink coffee?” Arielle retorted calmly.

That drew a sneer from Shandie. “Then, do you dare accept my challenge? If you could beat

me at latte art, then I‘d willingly give up the role of brand ambassador to you!”