A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“I can’t sleep well in new places. I’m a light sleeper. My grandma gave me this to help me sleep before I came. She said I could just put them under my pillow when I went to bed, and I’d fall asleep in five minutes. There are no side effects. Do you want some? I can give you half,” Arielle explained slowly and calmly.

“Can I really have half of it? Will it be less effective?” Morse was moved by the offer because he had never received anything from Arielle.

In fact, he would be more than happy to receive just anything from her.

Arielle nodded with a smile. “It’s okay. The effect might be diminished, but I can put up with that. I don’t mind giving you half.”

She took the packet from him and started looking for a container.

“It’s okay. I don’t have trouble sleeping. You can keep it,” Morse said, grabbing her hand.

Arielle furrowed her brows as she stared at Morse’s hand. The man trailed her gaze and became conscious of the warmth coming from Arielle’s hand.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” He retracted his hand and fled from her room.

darkened as she watched

that Professor Hoffmeister has realized that the document is missing and is looking into

Arielle smirked coldly.

all

He took a few deep breaths to calm down, and after a few minutes, he went back to Torsten to inform him that he

surprised at the outcome. He had expected the thief to destroy any form of evidence, and searching Arielle’s room was just to try

asked in vexation. “Where should we

me think about it,” Torsten replied, gesturing for

since Arielle had already gotten her hands on the criminal

and asked him to pick her up at six in

cooks were making stew for the

clock struck five thirty, everyone gathered at the cafeteria for dinner. Arielle was alerted when Torsten and

she was devising a plan to dope them, the two appeared, and she could

drug effect to kick in, and everyone in the cafeteria dropped. Arielle phoned Vinson,