A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Not only was Donovan cold toward Queenie, but he also despised her.

“What if I say no?”

“That’s not going to happen. You will have to be responsible, and the only solution to this catastrophe is to marry me.” Queenie crossed her arms confidently.

“In your dreams!” Donovan pushed her away.

Queenie fell onto the floor and scraped her knee.

“Donovan Baxter!” She was up in arms.

The heartless man turned a deaf ear to her screams, got a cab, and headed straight to Jadeborough University.

Reporters were churning articles and posts, trying to remold Queenie’s image into a temptress who loved having flings.

Her fans, after seeing the pictures of her and Donovan under the same sheets, were shocked to the core. They were convinced that she was a temptress and started bombarding her with menacing remarks.

saw the

the Baxters and insisted that she

had never come across anything like this. She almost cried, and with a quivering voice, asked, “Who framed you? What do we

A hundred percent of the comments are directed at me. He won’t get into any trouble, but… Mrs. Baxter, it seemed like

conceal her

and then we get married, this

fans who had turned their backs on her would regret their

agreement. “Then let’s do it. Once my husband

smiled, but something

If yes, what would they trap me for? Bah! I’m just

herself out

Donovan. To her, it didn’t matter who her husband was if it wasn’t Vinson. Under one condition, though—he had to be in

scholars and like her, graduated from Maxwell University. Things would only get better in

would yield

her expectations, Marcus called Donovan into his office when the latter got