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?

pulled the salesman toward her and asked, “Maybe this

salesman and recognized him within seconds, much

shook her head defiantly.

smirked and showed the receipt in Russell’s hand to Yvette. “Then surely

Yvette as she looked

was the disappointment and anger

hall had been so quiet ever since she walked in. It was because everything she

It‘s over. I‘m doomed!

 had bribed this salesman with a large sum of money to shut him up.

pulse racing as she glanced furtively around. All of a sudden, she snatched the receipt from Arielle’s hand

rage, Yvette walked up to

out on her.

before Yvette could slap Arielle, a hand had firmly grabbed her wrist and shoved

force was so strong that it sent Yvette

pain.

she saw was a handsome face with a pair of piercing, cold eyes. Those eyes stared at her so intensely

ve

Shit. It‘s Vinson!

eyes grew impossibly wide as

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