A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Yvette tugged at Russell’s sleeve and continued to plead, “Dad, please. I know what I did was wrong, but I don’t want to marry him!”

Russell flung her hand away and scowled, his expression a mixture of sorrow and disgust. “What exactly have you done? I’ve let your late mother down for not having raised you well! Confess all your dirty deeds now, and I never want to see you again!”

Yvette froze as all the color drained from her face.

Confess?

Sure, I did sleep with Mason. It may be shameful, but it‘s not a crime. So what’s there for me to confess?

“Yvette, you’ve let my family down too.” Arielle said with sadness in her voice. “To think our mothers even share the same family name. The Moores have always been kind and just. How is it possible that you turned out like this?”

Besides Mason, the other person Yvette least wanted to see was Arielle, but now

there was no running away from that.

If it weren‘t for Arielle, I wouldn‘t have become like this!

“You b*tch! Since when is it your place to intervene in my family matters? You’re just a country bumpkin. What gives you the right to lecture me?”

Arielle shook her head helplessly before continuing, “Even now, you’re still unrepentant. I hate to say this, but it seems like you’re beyond help. I have no right to comment on the relationship between you and your cousin. But I can’t let you off for what you’ve done to Shandie! I’m going to call the police!”

Yvette drew a sharp intake of breath as she looked on in bewilderment. “What do you mean?

and asked, “Maybe this man will

and recognized him within seconds,

her head

smirked and showed the receipt in Russell’s hand to Yvette. “Then surely you can recognize your own

through Yvette as she

saw was the disappointment and anger in her father’s

had been so quiet ever since she walked in. It was because everything she did, had been brought

It‘s over. I‘m doomed!

 with a large sum of money

as she glanced furtively around. All of a

walked up to Arielle with the

out on her.

Arielle, a hand had firmly grabbed

strong that it sent Yvette tumbling onto

pain.

of piercing, cold eyes. Those eyes stared at her so intensely

ve

Shit. It‘s Vinson!

impossibly wide as questions started flooding

 is Vinson doing here?