A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Vinson’s dark eyes glimmered mischievously under the bright sunlight, causing Arielle to feel a blush creeping across her face.

Clearing her throat loudly, she attempted to disguise her emotions with levity. “I know you are rich. I’ve married a wealthy old bachelor.”

Vinson missed the point entirely. “Old?” he repeated with a frown. “I’m only three years older than you!”

Arielle thought it was funny to see him get riled up over their age difference. “Don’t you know that three years is as much as a generational gap these days?”

Vinson’s frown deepened in alarm as he took Arielle’s words literally.

“I’m joking with you,” she said helplessly. “You can’t even take a joke.”

He‘s taken my remark about marrying him seriously. And this time, he‘s sulking over the generational gap thing... I get it now.He is an obtuse guy who can‘t take any jokes.

Even Arielle’s reassurance did not ease his

frown.

“Wait for me in the car,” Vinson said rather dully. “I’ll get your coat.”

he disappeared back into

back. It was

her head. Is he

worried that she had inadvertently offended him as she had

she was feeling guilty, she suddenly noticed a car stopping by the road. Several

 that Yvette and

she had been forced to

long for Arielle

the City Hall

did Yvette fail to destroy Arielle, but she had also pushed herself deeper into

unlikely that Yvette would be able to find happiness with Mason through

the opportunity. “Yvette, Mason,” she greeted them right

it was Arielle, they

would like nothing more

she would have pounced on Arielle and scratched her eyes

“Yvette, what’s wrong?” she asked innocently. “What’s gotten into

screamed as she

you! You plotted all of this,