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.

arm loosened. She turned around, only

feeling

after knowing they were closely acquainted with Lawrence. Hence, she was convinced

so, she would be able to

eyes down and murmured

down, Arielle heaved

know she wouldn’t be standing right in front of

palace somewhere in front of them, Arielle asked, “Why are you

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

sorry I can’t tell you,”

crap. “Leave now. You don‘t have

that, she turned

the palace and

any words along the

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