A Beauty With Multiple Masks

He’s not dead! My son’s not dead! Like a madwoman, the woman broke free from Vinson’s grip and sprinted toward the boy. She stretched her arms out to hug her son. However, to her surprise, the little boy took a few steps backward fearfully and avoided her arms. She widened her eyes in disbelief. “Baby…?” The little boy shook his head. “You scolded the woman and man who saved me. You’re a meanie! I don’t want you to hug me!” As he spoke, he ran toward Vinson and hugged his right leg tightly. The woman watched as her own son hugged someone else’s leg while he refused to let her approach him.

She froze as if she had plunged into a pool of icy-cold water. How is this possible? How can my precious son refuse to acknowledge his mother? She took a few steps forward, but her son immediately yelled, “Don’t come here, you meanie!” “Son?” Tears rushed out of her eyes as she stood there helplessly. “I… I’m your mother.” “You’re not my mother! You’re a meanie! My mother won’t hit the people who saved me!” The woman was rendered speechless. She opened her mouth to speak, but could not even utter a single word. Vinson did not expect the little boy to act like that either. Expressionless, he glanced at the woman who was in utter disbelief. Then, he said coldly, “I believe in karma. This is what you get in return for slapping her.”

helpless for the first time in her life. The others surrounding them started to scold her as well. “They risked their lives to save our children, but not only were you ungrateful! You even hit her…” “Yeah! You’ve crossed the line! I was so concerned about my child that I forgot to thank his savior. Yet, when I came here, I saw you slapping her! You’re not even fit to be a human!” “If I were them, I wouldn’t have saved your son.” “You deserve the treatment from your son!” The employees, whose children had been saved by Arielle, felt unjust for Arielle. The ones who were

drastically different from the woman’s attitude when she spoke to her earlier. Arielle’s fingertips trembled as she took everything the others passed her. Her arms were

else smiled. “We should be thanking you instead. You’re such a nice person, Ms. Moore!” “Yeah! If it were not for you, we can’t even bear to think of what’ll happen to our children…” “You’re our savior! We’ll definitely work hard for Southall