A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The children are so young, and you want to feed them sleeping pills just because they are crying?

As Arielle was forced to hide her anger, she could not dissipate it.

Instead, she gazed at Morse. “Is there any place around here we could take them to play? They wouldn’t cry after tiring themselves out. On the other hand, sleeping pills will harm their health and make proceeding with the experiment impossible.”

Morse scratched his head before giving it a shake.

There aren’t any places for play around here.

“None?” Arielle was slightly disappointed.

This dorm is not big enough. Three children wouldn’t be able to stretch out properly.

Morse noticed Arielle’s disappointment. His eyes flashed with sudden inspiration as he recalled somewhere possible.

“There’s a place which might be suitable. Hang on. Let me ask Professor Hoffmeister.”

left without giving Arielle a chance to

minutes later, he returned with a smile and declared that the professor had granted her leave

than the other rooms, it was at least a little larger than her

better than

years of age, and though their energy seemed limitless, they, too, would fall prey to fatigue. The children began to show tiredness at noon, so

milk, they began yawning and whining for bed. The

sleepy, the girl, on the other hand, rubbed her eyes and spread her arms,

triggered

dorm, and Morse had left long ago after

held the little girl against her bosom and pinched her cheek as she hummed a nursery rhyme to coax

Arielle’s embrace, the little girl soon closed her

for another ten minutes before tucking her in. Her

protect them and not allow Professor Hoffmeister and the others to take advantage

lunch not long