A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Carter asked, “What’s wrong with him? Why does he seem to fear you?”

Vinson was unfazed. “Isn’t he afraid of me since young?”

Carter pushed his glasses up his nose bridge. “Right. He saw you kill a chicken when he was seven and that was when he started looking at you differently. All right, then. Be careful. Remember to bring someone along wherever you go. We’re not on our turf, so we need to be extra careful.”

“Got it.” Vinson nodded. After Carter left, he took out his phone and set the navigation to lead him to a shopping mall.

When Vinson exited the mall, he had various shopping bags full of expensive stuff in his hands. After dropping the bags into the trunk, his bodyguard took his place. He changed a few cars and made sure no one was after him before he headed to his destination.

Half an hour later, the car rolled to a stop before an apartment.

Vinson gathered the shopping bags and went upstairs. He pressed on the doorbell.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

doorbell twice and a

pulled

adorable little boy with sparkling blue

obviously sweating after playing for a long time. Upon spotting him, he asked in

lady’s voice rang out. “Pat, is Dad

boy turned at his shoulder and yelled,

immediately scurried out of

man standing against the sunlight at the door with chiseled features that would put any

black suit that didn’t look simple at all on him. It was a

bags

patient, here

forward. “Sir, who are

Vinson coughed

me tremendously back in Chanaea. I happened to be in Lightspring and decided to