A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“I…” “Arielle, you don’t have to put up a strong front in front of me…” As Vinson spoke, he suddenly realized that he did not sound like himself at all. Hence, he hurriedly added, “Your act doesn’t work in front of me. I can see through everyone’s pretenses, so you should just save your energy.” Initially, Arielle felt slightly touched by Vinson. However, her expression now turned cold. “Thank you for helping me save my energy, but I’m really not upset.”

She never told anyone about her vulnerabilities. Gazing at her deeply, Vinson felt a strange sense of frustration. He was about to speak when someone knocked on the door again. “Shh…” Vinson made a shushing gesture. Understanding his intention, Arielle hid in the bedroom again. However, the moment she entered, she heard Vinson. “Come out. He’s one of us.” Arielle quickly pushed the door open and returned to the living room.

She saw the bespectacled man, whom she had seen in the Jupiters, standing in the living room. He was holding the tissue paper which contained Henrick’s hair. The man sniffed it, scrunched his nose and asked, “Why is there a smell?” Arielle blushed. As she had hidden it in her shoe, it smelled a little… Just when she was feeling embarrassed and unsure how to explain, Vinson said calmly, “You’re such a clean freak. I have only held it in my hand for a few minutes.

into his pocket. Then, his gaze fell onto Arielle and lingered there for a moment. When he glanced at Vinson, who only had a towel wrapped around him, a look of surprise crept into his eyes. “Are both of you…” “It’s something personal, so we need to hide it

a strand of hair and passed it to Carter. He grabbed a piece of tissue, wrapped the strand and said to Vinson, “About that dude in the hospital… We’ve tried all kinds of methods, but none of them works. The doctor said that he has post-traumatic

moment, Arielle took a step forward and asked, “Post-traumatic stress disorder?” When she suddenly chimed in, Carter adjusted his spectacles unhappily. To him, all women were trouble. However, as Arielle was Vinson’s friend, he had more patience for her than for other