A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Why must I hand over my phone? I’m here to work, how do you expect my family to contact me if I give my phone to you?” Arielle still decided to question her doubt even though she knew the reason.

After all, no employers would take the workers’ phones away from them during work. That was why she saw the need to ask. Otherwise, it would easily arouse the other party’s suspicions.

“This is a standard procedure. We’ll return it to you after checking it.”

“You still have to check our phones?” Arielle arched an eyebrow.

“Yes. It’s a routine inspection.”

Morse had a good impression of her and thus answered all of the questions she asked.

After purposely throwing him several questions, Arielle handed her phone over to him before he took her to a room they had tidied the past few days.

“This is the dorm. Work will start at eight in the morning and end at eight at night starting tomorrow.”

After articulating the details, Morse left to deliver the phone to Torsten.

“Aren’t there two of them? Why is there only one phone?”

with the phone for a

his gaze on the data before him. “Recruiting one

say I wanted five more experimental subjects? Have you

be delivered within the next

head throbbing when she heard the

are only the two of us to take care of the children when they arrive

remind them

his mind, and

return to my room!” Norma looked at him. “It’s late. Have an early

she

without sleep. Even though she had a good skincare routine, staying up late into the night too often would still

washing up. But just as she opened the door, she spotted Norma standing outside with her hand raised, seemingly about to knock

flashed across

it’s so fair and smooth. It’ll be perfect if that face belongs

burning and sweltering gaze at Arielle so intently it freaked the latter out a

Norma smilingly handed over a bag. “This is