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.”

another word, he disappeared

after him, but he did not turn back. It was hard to tell

scratched her head. Is he

worried that she had inadvertently offended him as she had never flirted with men

guilty, she suddenly noticed a car stopping

 Yvette and

by the bodyguard. It was obvious that she had been forced to the City Hall

take long

the City Hall to

destroy Arielle, but she had

be able to find happiness with Mason through forced

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

around to see that it was Arielle, they scowled at

as if she would like nothing more

the bodyguard, she would have

hostile stare. “Yvette, what’s

as she struggled.

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