A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Wendy could only seek help from Susanne in this havoc.

“Ms. Stone, I don’t know what’s going on. I heard that the person in the photo looked a lot like Arielle, and that’s why I went to you without delay. I was worried about her.”

Susanne took her hands and gently soothed them. “It’s alright. It’s just a misunderstanding. I know you did it because you care about her.”

“Because she cares? If she was genuinely worried about Arielle, shouldn’t she have called the police? Why did she look for you and Henrick instead?” Vinson wasn’t having it.

As pale as a ghost, Wendy tried to defend herself. “Mr. Nightshire, please mind your words. Are you saying that I’m trying to blow this scandal up? What’s the point of me doing this? It’s not Arielle who’s having an affair. It’s just an honest mistake.”

Vinson saw no point in arguing with her. “I don’t care if it was a mistake. I’ve told you to move out of the manor, and why are you still there? Do you really want me to throw you out?” He gave her an ultimatum.

Feeling humiliated, Wendy sobbed and again, turned toward Susanne. “Ms. Stone…”

Susanne thought Vinson was too much and glared at him. “How could you speak to Wendy in such a manner? She’s your wife-to-be. Where do you suppose she move to if not back to the manor?”

my what? Wife?” Vinson narrowed

him. “Vin, don’t you dare

tell you something, Mom,” Vinson spoke again before Arielle

she knew that Vinson was going

“And what is that?”

have a

eyes so wide that they almost popped

how

wrung, and fear engulfed

any further, Wendy jumped in. “What’s

and brought them near his chest. “I

believe that Vinson announced their marriage

thought their marriage was

a pool of mixed