A Beauty with Multiple Masks - Season 1 Episode 50

Vinson had always held Sam in high regard. One of the reasons that made him decide to invest in the movie in the first place was that Sam would be directing it. After taking a sip of his coffee, Vinson looked earnestly at Sam. “Sannie is very important to me. I know she doesn’t have any acting experience, but I also know how serious she is when she sets her mind to something.
Once filming begins, I’m sure she’ll wow you. As such, I hope you can give her a chance.” Sam was taken aback at Vinson’s words. From what he remembered of Vinson, he was a righteous man who would never allow anyone to gain an advantage by using connections. This time, however, he had made an exception and was speaking up on behalf of Shandie.

Vinson continued, “You haven’t known her for long, so I don’t blame you for not knowing better. I’m prepared to vouch for her, though. You’ll have no regrets if you cast her, trust me.” Seeing how Vinson had even vouched for Shandie, Sam had no choice but to give in, no matter how reluctant he was. However, now that Vinson had spoken so highly of Shandie, Sam got even more curious. “I’ll cast her per your request.

But what I don’t understand is, what do you see in her?” Shandie lacked manners and responsibility. As if that wasn’t bad enough, she was also lazy and spoilt. How a man like Vinson could still be friends with someone like that was beyond Sam. Not only that, Vinson was even willing to put in time and effort to help this friend of his.

“She saved my life. And she’s also special to me. So, Sam, if you agree to this, I’ll owe you one.” Vinson Nightshire owing me a favor? That’s like winning the lottery! Sam sighed and nodded. “I understand, and I’ll try my best. But if I find her still not up to the mark after a few scenes, I’ll have to insist on dropping her as the female lead.”

“No problem. If that’s the case, I’ll promise not to intervene anymore,” Vinson replied. For some reason, Vinson had the utmost confidence in Arielle and knew she wouldn’t let him down. “That’s settled then,” Sam said as he got up from his seat. “I shan’t take up any more of your time.

I’ll be leaving first, goodbye.” Vinson watched as Sam left the café before sending a text to Arielle. Arielle had just returned to the Southall residence when she received the text. Since she had exchanged numbers with Vinson after signing the contract, she knew instantly that the text was from him.

Curious, she read it. The text was short, with just one sentence: You owe me a favor. Arielle stared in confusion. What favor? After racking her brains, the only possible reason she could think of was how he had stopped Henrick from making her kneel in the meeting room. Is that it? What a petty jerk!

To think I even saved his life! If I hadn’t helped him at the island, he’d still be floating about in some ocean, barely alive. Annoyed, Arielle replied with another text: A petty man will be single for life! Vinson was excited to hear back from Arielle so quickly, but the content of the text left him bewildered. As he re-read the text, he pictured a fuming Arielle huffing away, which made him chuckle out loud.

Shandie returned to the manor just as Arielle made her way into the living room. As soon as she stepped into the house, she shouted gleefully, “Dad! I got the role!

I’m the female lead for Monsters in Jadeborough!” Henrick’s eyes lit up instantly. “That’s my girl! I’m so proud of you! Order whatever you want to eat tonight!” Shandie played coy and replied, “Why don’t you order, Dad? I shall be in charge of eating it!” Henrick burst into a hearty laugh, tickled by his daughter’s cheekiness.

Cindy had also made her way downstairs and shrieked with joy upon hearing Shandie’s good news. Arielle watched from the side as the three of them looked like the picture-perfect family full of love and joy. Arielle, on the other hand, felt like an outsider, alone and forgotten.

She couldn’t help but avert her gaze as she tried to hide the tears welling up in her eyes. Arielle thought she had gotten used to feeling left out, but clearly, that wasn’t the case. Not wanting to stay a minute longer, she made her way upstairs and into her room. After changing out into a set of comfortable loungewear, she immediately called her overseas assistant.

“Ashley, I want you to find out who the person in charge of handling Cindy’s overseas assets is,” she ordered, her gaze turning cold and distant.