A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“So… You’re saying that you were the one who killed Maureen, then? What about Dad? Did he have anything to do with it?” Arielle asked.

“Of course he did! He hates Maureen just as much as I do! The brighter she shone, the more humiliated he was. Despite marrying into the family, he was more ambitious than anyone else! It’s only natural that he would try to get rid of her!” Cindy replied with a wry chuckle.

Arielle’s veins were bulging from her forehead, and it took her every ounce of willpower she had just to maintain her composure as she continued asking, “How did you two do it, then?”

Cindy shook her head in response. “Her death wasn’t a simple one, and that’s all you have to know. I will take everything else to the grave.”

Naturally, Arielle wasn’t content without getting the details, but Cindy refused to say anything further.

Arielle was about to try and throw a tantrum like Shandie when she heard footsteps outside the door.

“Wait for me to get you out of there!” she whispered before pulling her hand back and recomposing herself.

felt a little nervous when she made eye contact with Henrick who was standing

pretty sure my reaction time was

door isn’t really soundproof… I wonder

Henrick didn’t hear anything and simply asked curiously,

down and replied, “Aunt Cindy sees me as Shandie, so I figured I’d let her live in her little fantasy

her, “I knew I could count on you. You’re such a good daughter, comforting your Aunt Cindy

doing my part. We’re a family, and family members help each other out!” Arielle said

the village. We should make a trip to your hometown someday and

tensed up and stole a quick glance

him to notice, but she was able to detect a look of suspicion in