A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Henrick was finally relieved after receiving the much needed reassurance from Arielle. He queried further, “Did Mr. Nightshire say anything else?” Right when Arielle was about to answer, Henrick’s phone rang. He took a glance at it and quickly picked up the call. “Hello, Mr. Chance? Continuing the collaboration? Oh, how wonderful, thank you very much! Yes, even if we have any disagreement in the future, we should communicate more effectively.

Sure, you go ahead.” After hanging up, Henrick stared at Arielle approvingly. “That’s my daughter, smart and capable! The other party has confirmed their willingness to collaborate with us.” Arielle flashed a faint smile. Am I not smart and capable? I have to promise to make a ravioli feast for Vinson, in exchange for that business opportunity. Right when she wanted to respond to him, Cindy came out, all smiles. “I’ve heard… Shannie, thanks for saving my family.”

Cindy’s plot is going well so far. She’s probably waiting to see how I’ll fall from the throne and into a quagmire. Arielle pretended not

benefit of the soup is to boost fertility, especially at this so-called critical moment. Arielle studied Cindy’s every gesture. She must be scheming something huge this time. Henrick was pleased to see how

 shouldn’t have blamed it on her. “Go ahead and finish your soup. Don’t waste Cindy’s effort. We’ll catch up thereafter,” Henrick advised. As he spoke, he held Cindy’s hand like a loving couple. If it was in the past, Arielle would have turned sour seeing such a scene. That was because she felt so sorry for her mother. Conversely, there was no negative emotions felt by

to be with each other, or they will harm more people. Then again, Cindy might not want to be locked down with just one man… With her own thoughts playing in her mind, Arielle strode toward the kitchen and drank the herbal soup. Cindy was not a fool to do something nasty to the soup