A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Vinson immediately turned and ran toward Arielle. However, in the next second, he saw Arielle helping Henrick up from the ground. Henrick had not hit Arielle. Carter was lying to him. Damn it! Vinson spun around to glare at Carter. Holding back a grin, Carter stepped forward and asked, “Are you still in denial about your feelings for her?”

“It’s different,” Vinson replied. What he felt for Arielle was gratitude and admiration, not love between a man and a woman. Carter shrugged before falling silent. Vinson could lie to everyone, but he could not lie to himself. Love was something that would spill from an individual’s eyes even if they covered their mouth. He was waiting for the day when realization would strike Vinson hard.

ruin your health.” Henrick grabbed Arielle’s wrist and questioned, “What’s going on? What happened? It was still fine when I left. How did it collapse?” A startled expression emerged on Arielle’s face, and she stammered, “I-I don’t know. Dad, I’m scared!” It was then he realized Arielle was just a

was the best cash cow he could get. Instantly, Henrick’s expression softened, and he patted Arielle’s trembling shoulders as

building reduced to shambles, she froze. This is my building—one of my assets! Why is it ruined? When Cindy turned toward Arielle, the fury in her eyes would have bored holes into Arielle if it could. At that very moment, all of her rationality fled her mind. She stormed toward Henrick and pulled him