A Beauty With Multiple Masks

All this time, Queenie had been hoping to take the miracle doctor, who had neutralized the snake venom, as her master. And now, Vinson had just revealed that Arielle was the very person she had been looking for.

She absolutely refused to believe it.

Glancing at her impatiently, Vinson went on snappishly. “That’s it. I’ve talked enough nonsense with you. Getting back to business, explain to me why on Earth did you develop this sort of drug to help Donovan harm Arielle?”

Arielle stepped forward, her mind filled with befuddlement. “As you said yourself, there is no bad blood between us, so why did you do this? It’s obvious that Donovan couldn’t have acquired this drug by himself. It must have been made by you. Now, just drop the act and answer me.”

With one swift motion, Vinson wrapped his fingers around Queenie’s neck brutally and barked, “Tell us!”

Struggling beneath Vinson’s grip, Queenie gazed into his eyes, which were entirely devoid of sympathy.

He obviously held no regard for her at all.

Whatever feelings she thought he had toward her were solely products of her own imagination.

As the pain of suffocation overlapped with the agony in her heart, she was filled with nothing but sheer despair.

At that moment, all the hopes and wishes she had on Vinson instantly collapsed.

“Hahaha…” A burst of maniacal cackle escaped her lips.

Arielle frowned as if she was looking at a

Queenie was

had completely lost her rationality, laughing ceaselessly until

you have to snatch what’s supposed to be mine

merely stared at her, completely

with you for years, Vinson, but you’ve never cared about me! Because of you, I spent all my years in university drowning in inferiority, feeling as if I would never deserve you. Even after graduation, I’ve never given up any effort to keep improving. Because of you, I gave up the opportunity to study abroad and chose to stay at Morgan Enterprise instead. And you? You chose to be with this girl

fair to me?”

everything became clear

she’s been ill-intentioned toward me ever since we met

supermarket.

she took out her phone and stopped

time interrogating Queenie was so that she could

saving the file, she glanced sideways at Vinson, only to see that he had not budged an inch and his expression had turned

you just because you fell in love with me? I feel sick

at him, wide-eyed, as the sparkle in her

by my love toward

slight shudder on her fingertips as