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.”

word, he disappeared

him, but he did not turn back. It was hard to tell if he was doing it on

head. Is

had inadvertently offended him as

as she was feeling guilty, she suddenly noticed a car stopping

 Yvette

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

not take long for Arielle

the City Hall to get

but she had also pushed herself deeper into the

was very unlikely that Yvette would be able to find happiness with Mason through forced marriage,

at the opportunity. “Yvette, Mason,” she

to see that it was Arielle, they scowled

as if she would like nothing

by the bodyguard, she would have pounced on Arielle and

pretended not to understand Yvette’s hostile stare. “Yvette, what’s wrong?” she asked innocently. “What’s gotten into

as

you! You plotted