A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Yvette hadn’t even seen the slap coming until she felt it on her. Once again, she found herself on the floor, seeing stars from the sheer force of the slap.

As soon as she got back to her senses, Yvette realized there was blood trickling from her mouth

To her horror, on top of the pain on her face, she could also feel a tooth coming loose.

Yvette grimaced as she clutched her face, staring in utter disbelief at the person who had just slapped her.

“Dad?”

Am / seeing things?

Dad loves me the most, so why would he be so heavy–handed on me?

Alas, there was no denying that Russell had indeed slapped his daughter.

Mason quickly made his way toward Yvette and tried to help her up.

However, before he could even reach his

hand out, Yvette had unceremoniously kicked him away.

Don’t touch

it seemed

there was no need to harbor

whispered, sadness flitting across

had no interest in returning Mason’s gaze

housekeepers. “Take her back to her room and lock her up. No one is to let her out without

Yvette whimpered, shaking her head frantically. “I’m sorry,

anymore, two of Russell’s bodyguards had already

matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t get out

gradually faded into the distance, and silence

to stay on any longer, some of the guests went up to comfort

as he thanked his guests and had his

left,

handful of

on any longer as she made her way toward Russell. “I’ll be going now. Well, I hope you won’t be too sad. Yvette is still young, and mistakes are inevitable. With the right guidance, I’m sure it’ll work out. As for

with weary sadness on his

remarry because I was afraid she might not like having a stepmother. I spoiled her out of love, and look what good that did her. I’ll visit your family tomorrow to offer my

beckoned for his housekeeper to