A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Underneath the moonlight, Arielle and Vinson exchanged looks before piping up in unison, “Follow her!”

With that, they followed behind her silently.

When they saw her heading toward the palace, there was a hint of sternness in their eyes. Nonetheless, they continued trailing behind her quietly.

Oblivious to the duo following behind her closely, Ira fell into deep thought.

She told herself it would be her last mission, and she had decided to focus on being Arielle’s chauffeur after that. Even though Arielle was suspicious of Ira’s identity previously, she gave her enough space.

Although they were her employers, she and Vinson had never treated Ira differently. In other words, they were willing to share what they had with her.

Consequently, the latter could finally feel a sense of security after risking her life throughout the years. In fact, she liked the peaceful life so much!

Shortly after, Ira stood somewhere not far away from the main entrance of the palace. After much hesitation, she finally advanced toward it, tightening her grip on the flash drive. Nevertheless, she had only moved a pace before someone grabbed her arm.

In a split second, there was a flicker of ferocity in her eyes.

When she was about to retaliate, a familiar voice sounded. “Ira, who the h*ll are you? What’s your ulterior motive for approaching us?”

Ira was dumbstruck.

the grip on her arm loosened. She turned around, only to find Arielle and Vinson looking intently at

feeling

she

able to accomplish

Ira cast her eyes down and

Arielle heaved

done so, didn’t she know she wouldn’t

at the palace somewhere in front of them,

plan to hand over the thing in her hand to them. As someone of her word,

can’t tell

“Leave now. You don‘t

she turned and left

at their retreating figures, Ira dismissed her initial idea to head for the palace and meet the person in charge. She trailed behind

words

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