A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Vin? Why are you here?” Harvey exclaimed in astonishment. Vinson cleared his throat. “Coincidentally, I was on the way. I thought that I’d pick you up.” “I can drive myself there. Why don’t you go ahead? I’m sending Ms. Moore to the shopping mall. I’ll be there in a jiffy.” “Can’t you walk such a short distance alone?” Vinson gave Arielle a cold stare. A deep scowl graced Arielle’s forehead upon his brusque words. He must have been a saint in his past life. 

How on earth does Vinson have friends when he’s so short-tempered? Arielle pouted before she turned towards Harvey with a smile. “Go ahead; I can walk over myself. You don’t have to send me off.” “But—” “Stop dallying! Let’s go!” Vinson urged again. Vinson exited the car and dragged Harvey in. Next, he shoved his own assistant out of the car.

Arielle looked at Vinson with confusion. “What’s the matter? Can’t you go shopping with another person? Why must Harvey be the one who sends you there?” Vinson replied nonchalantly. “No… I don’t need anyone to—” Before Arielle could finish her sentence, Vinson ordered the driver to start the car. The car sped off into the distance, leaving Arielle and the assistant behind.

Vinson’s assistant had a personality that was a stark contrast to Vinson himself. The assistant wore a bright smile and a cheerful demeanor. “Ms. Moore, it is an honor to keep you company whilst you shop. What brands are you looking at?” The assistant glanced at Arielle as he spoke. Arielle returned his gaze with a sharp and cold look. Under her glare, the tone of his voice dropped until it was as soft as a mouse. In the end, the assistant coughed awkwardly.

that I don’t need someone to keep me company. You should

was called Sunway Mall. Despite its size, there weren’t many people in the mall that day as it was a weekday. The few customers wandering around the mall were mostly rich wives or mothers with their children. The moment Arielle stepped foot into Sunway Mall, she felt a prickling sensation

store that caught her eye due to the beautiful clothes on display. The moment Arielle stepped foot into the store, the shop attendant hurried over to greet her. Yet, the friendliness in her eyes vanished the moment she caught sight of

look around as you please. However, no touching is allowed,” the shop attendant said rudely. “How am I supposed to know the material if I can’t touch the

clothing brand that Arielle wore often. The clothes felt extremely comfortable when worn. Additionally, the designer was a friend of hers. For the sake of