A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The woman driving their car covered her eyes briefly as a car came speeding their way.

“Look out!” Vinson yelled while holding Arielle tightly.

Hearing that, the woman spun the wheel, but it was no use. The car had lost control. Even so, she remained calm.

“The car’s gone out of control. We have to get out!”

With that, the three of them unbuckled their seatbelts, opened the car doors, and hopped out of the vehicle, landing harshly on the ground.

Vinson had shielded Arielle with his arms the whole time, even as his back collided against the floor.

With a grunt, he helped Arielle up, and a loud explosion sounded nearby as the two rose to their feet. They turned toward the direction of the noise, only to see that the car headed their way before had now crashed into theirs.

“We have to get out of here now,” Vinson remarked frostily, gazing at the fire.

way this

bullet

their target. I’ve

this. She’s the only one who’d try to kill me now. I didn’t think she’d

whipped out a gun from her pocket, Vinson had already

and Arielle both used silencers, and with one shot, their enemy

Vinson asked in concern, remembering the way

realized how her back felt as

noticed how he had gone the extra mile to

have to take cover

to the

fine, apart from that little scrape on her face. Any regular human being who jumps out of a moving vehicle would normally sustain injuries far

Ira? What do you do?” Arielle peered at

growing suspicious of