Chapter 25


    All presents were so stunned that the entire hall remained hushed even after her voice faded out.


    Latte art had always been static, but Arielle’s effort was animated!


    A cup of coffee was a one-off, but this one was worth a few times more because that few seconds of


    motion itself could sell for hundreds!


    While the audience below was still awestruck, Vinson in the front row was the first to start pping.


    There was no exaggeration to The Bloom of a Thousand Pear-Flowers Ushered Forth by the Night


    Breeze of Spring, as that scene they witnessed expressed just that


    Now he understood why Arielle epted the


    challenge


    There was not only curiosity in Vinson’s eyes but also an element of admiration, as he did not expect


    that this uncouthss could also exhibit such elegance and finesse.


    What else was there to her that he did not know about?


    Vinson’s apuse brought the crowd back to their senses.


    “Marvelous! I’ve never seen this form oftte art in my life. Could this be patented?”


    “This is going to go viral. If the video goes online, it is going to take the coffee industry by storm!”


    “Is she a student of the Crown Coffee Academy? How is it that I’m not able to find her within the list of


    alumni? Could it be that she isn’t from the school?”


    Henrick was delirious with glee and almost lost control as he jumped onto his feet. “She’s not a student


    of the Crown Coffee Academy. She’s my daughter, Arielle.”


    “So she’s your daughter? I recall that you have another daughter onstage. You are one lucky man to


    have two talented girls like them!”


    “The video! Could we y that segment again?


    I’d like to see it one more time!”


    “Me too! Me too!”


    “Could I get a sip of that coffee? Just one sip?”


    “Excuse me, sir? Could you introduce me to your daughter? I’m the manager at Orhiette Cafe…”


    “I’m the CEO of XX Coffee and I’d like to get to know her too…”


    Henrick’s face was flushed red by the courtship of all the countless parties moring for his attention


    as never in his life had he been so popr with the sponsors, and for this, he had to credit his darling


    daughter Arielle for it!


    Next to him, Cindy was already red in the face from rage, unaware that her fingernails had dug so deep


    into her own flesh that she was bleeding from it. All she could do was re at Arielle onstage.


    Why?How did things turn out this way?


    There were no words to describe the hatred in her heart!


    In less than the short one week since Arielle’s return, she and Shandie had already lost out to her three


    times. And each time, it had been aplete ughter.


    Her own daughter who she thought the world of kept getting her thunder stolen by that wily fox Arielle!


    She had to find out which burrow this vixen crawled out of so that she could bring the wholeir down


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    as soon as possible!


    Compared to Cindy. Shandie looked like she was about to explode onstage as the immense


    amazement she felt she saw the pear-flowers bloom and fell was supnted by an irrepressible fury.


    “You are a liar!”


    Shandie stormed up and grabbed Arielle by the cor. “Aren’t you someone who doesn’t even drink


    coffee? How do you learn abouttte art?


    You r!