A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Mason gritted his teeth, unable to respond to Arielle in a diplomatic manner.

He had spent nights dreaming about

getting married to Yvette and was eager to announce it to the whole world.

After Yvette’s repeated and cruel refusal to accept his hand, he finally came to the conclusion that that night was a misunderstanding-Yvette had never liked him.

With the surprising turn of events, the marriage that he was going to have

simultaneously excited and frustrated Mason. The strength of the polarizing emotions within him caused him to be on edge for the past couple of days.

He took a deep breath and growled, “That’s none of your business!”

“That’s right!” Arielle said abruptly as a thought struck her. “Mr. Actonward mentioned that you guys are here to obtain your marriage certificate too. Forgive me for my poor memory, and also congratulations to both of you!”

Yvette was further incensed by the

a joke to

hand touched her, she whipped around to give him such a fierce glare that his hand never found

all of his anger on Arielle. “How kind of you to come all the way here to share our joy,” he sneered, cold fury ringing in every syllable. “Now that the party’s over, get lost! Or

a huge misunderstanding between us,” she

“Apologies, I’m not here to celebrate your marriage. I’m here

certificate,

Yvette, who had been in a towering rage, was startled into silence at the sight of Arielle’s certificate.

secret!” Arielle smiled

get your punishment one day. You must be sold to a rich old man so that

equally scornful.

out you’re nothing but a

a start that her

of

and not very good-looking, at

to sleep around, Mason wouldn’t be able to