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.

away! Don’t touch

contempt in Yvette’s gaze that it seemed as if she couldn’t wait to get

was no need to harbor that much

whispered, sadness flitting

interest in returning Mason’s gaze as she

before turning to his housekeepers. “Take her back to her room and lock her up. No

whimpered, shaking her head frantically. “I’m sorry, Dad! I was wrong. I know I

two of Russell’s

No matter how hard she

faded into the distance,

wanting to stay on any longer, some of the

as he thanked his guests and had his housekeepers send

the first guest had left, the others soon followed

handful of

won’t

on with weary sadness on his

he said apologetically. “When Yvette lost her mother, I chose not to remarry because I was afraid she might not like having a stepmother. I spoiled her out of love, and look what

Russell beckoned for his housekeeper to pass a gift