A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Henrick cast Arielle a reassuring look before he regarded his own mother. “You’re unwell, Mom, and that’s why your appetite is poor. Regardless, you should at least try to have some…”

Through Henrick’s persuasion, Malorie managed to consume a few but completely lost her enthusiasm by the fourth piece. “Enough. I’m done eating.”

With a sigh, Henrick motioned for Arielle to leave with his hand, and the latter vocalized her acknowledgment before she turned to head out.

No one noticed the sly curl upon her lips.

Of course it’s awful.

She had a reason to make it tasty while they were out in the countryside. Now that the situation did not call for it, why would she put in the effort at all?

It was not as if she was here to be Malorie’s personal cook!

Henrick, though, was not going to suspect foul play because how would it have occurred to him that a dutiful and filial daughter like her could harbor such deviousness?

Apart from Vinson, she had no desire to spend the rest of her life making ravioli for anyone else as far as she was concerned.

was when she became aware

up on her. She shook her head and cast them out before she returned to the room to make

things further, and being tired of pretending to be docile, she wanted to see this

a sales office

was Epea’s only sales office that dealt exclusively in premium luxury real estate and also where all relevant

he were to pretend to shop, he had to do so at a place that seemed fitting for him so that those who hid in

hence strode inside

upon the sales manager there that these were two exceptionally wealthy individuals, and that prompted the manager to approach them with a

in fluent Chanaean when he recognized their nationality. “A very good afternoon to you, gentlemen.

some property?”

acted casually, but in truth, he was carefully

side, looked the part of a loaded scion with his hands stuck inside his own pockets. “What do you have to recommend? Money is no

got Charles’ undivided

he enthused, “Here’s a building located in the south of Chanaea. It’s twenty-seven stories high

stopped the sales manager, catching the latter off guard.

replied, “I’m not interested in properties within