A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Arielle’s brows clumped together in a frown. “What nonsense are you spewing now?” Beside her, Rayson shot a sharp gaze at Yvette as well. He warned, “Do mind your language, Miss.” Rayson assumed that Yvette would shrink away like some frightened rodent and apologize to Arielle, but that wasn’t the case. Yvette raised a leering brow at him while rebuking, “Mr. Seet, is your boss aware of your gallivant ways out here?

I suggest you be careful while playing with fire because Mr. Nightshire is not a lenient man. He won’t tolerate a sloppy assistant.” Then she yanked Sharon’s wrist and sashayed off without waiting for Rayson or Arielle’s response. Sharon walked with shaky knees as she asked, “Yvette… Is it wise to speak so rudely to Mr. Seet?” Yvette huffed, “Why does it matter? That pathetic assistant will be relieved from his position and left to roam the streets soon.

Once he becomes useless, I doubt Arielle will stick to him as she’s doing now!” She scowled inwardly. Arielle is just like her scheming father, Henrick—power-hungry monsters. Flaring with irritation, Yvette dialed her butler’s number. “Edmund, find out Mr. Nightshire’s current location at once.” Edmund paused nervously on the other end of the call. He eventually stuttered, “A-are you referring to Mr. Nightshire of Nightshire Group, Ms. Yvette?”

seconds, Yvette’s expression darkened as cried, “I don’t care! You’ll do as I say and track him now. Otherwise, you can kiss your job goodbye!” Edmund hung up shortly after.

mentioned that Jordan was visiting Vinson at the Jupiters’ residence. That housekeeper was quite the babble mouth. He rambled on, “I don’t get why these men gather so frequently. What a waste of leisure time! I personally think that Mr. Baker should

lit up gratefully for this newfound information. He instantly dialed Yvette’s number. “Ms. Yvette, I found it. Mr. Nightshire is currently at the Jupiters’.” “The Jupiters?” Yvette casually checked on her nails. Her lips curled with delight as a

the others that I’m off to see Mr. Nightshire. Tell them that I won’t be joining them for tea.” Sharon had initially crossed her arms tightly in panic. However,

Jadeborough were zero. The more Sharon thought about this, the more a steadfast determination surged through her veins. She stated, “How could I let you face that alone? I’m coming with you!”