A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Enough! Stop it!” Russell leaped into action and dragged Cindy away from Henrick.

Pain squeezed her head, and she felt her legs go limp. Russell had to support her.

Clenching his jaw, Henrick declared, “Russell, stay out of this. I shall beat her to a pulp today!”

Russell stood in front of Cindy in a protective manner. He had one arm before her and another on Henrick’s chest. “Rick, calm down. You’ll have to go to jail if you kill her.”

Henrick regained his composure at his words. The menacing glare in his eyes faded away.

“That’s right. Take a few deep breaths to calm down,” Russell advised.

Cindy stood behind Russell, watching as the raging Henrick simmered down. She took one look at Russell, who seemed torn. Her mind turned blank briefly before the wheels in her head started turning.

 isn‘t dead, whose funeral is

 She‘s from the countryside, so it‘s possible that she died after failing to

glanced around, but Arielle was nowhere to be seen.

regret filled her heart at

fact that Henrick was still alive. She also regretted not finding out who

array of emotions

she calmed herself down and shot Henrick a pitiful look. “I’m sorry, Rick.

sight of the blood on her forehead and her

how much Cindy adored

lose her sanity now

realized he couldn’t bring himself to yell at Cindy. He averted his gaze and said, “Forget it. Go

words. “W-What did you say?