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

much contempt in Yvette’s gaze that it seemed as if she couldn’t

no

Mason whispered, sadness

interest in returning Mason’s gaze as she continued to stare blankly at

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

sorry,

anymore, two of Russell’s bodyguards

hard she

faded into the distance, and silence once again filled

any longer, some of the guests went up

out as he thanked his guests

left, the

only a handful

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

looked on with weary sadness on his face and bloodshot

a stepmother. I spoiled her out of love, and

for his housekeeper