A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Unable to look at it anymore, Carter lost the strength in his legs. His face turned pale as he fell to his knees beside Arielle. “It’s not your fault… It’s mine. The others deliberately blocked my way, but I should’ve ignored them and rushed here directly. Right from the start, I shouldn’t have gone to the seaside to bring that dude back… His death is all my fault!” mumbled Carter. It was unclear if he was talking to Arielle, or to himself. He punched the ground repeatedly, causing his knuckles to start bleeding. When Arielle saw that, she immediately pulled Carter’s hand and urged, “Are you out of your mind?

If you continue punching, you’ll cripple your hand!” “Let go of me! If it becomes crippled, so be it! I killed him, so I need to repay him with my own life!” Arielle refused to release her grip. At that moment, the woman who had been kicking up a fuss earlier rushed over and slapped Arielle. She was caught off guard, her cheek burned due to the pain. However, the second slap soon came. Arielle subconsciously wanted to grab the woman’s hand, but someone intervened before her and grabbed the hand. A loud crack sounded as the woman cried out in pain. “Argh! My hand! It dislocated!”

that you won’t die so easily!” As Vinson gazed at both of them, an amused look

but my son? Return him to me now!” Arielle glanced at the woman. Although she tried to stay calm, she still felt extremely upset. It

the woman, he said in a frosty tone, “Looks like I wasn’t harsh enough, huh?” “Just