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!

and a little boy

pulled the door

with sparkling blue eyes stood in

long time. Upon

could answer, a lady’s voice rang

boy turned at his shoulder and yelled, “No! It’s a handsome young

immediately scurried out of

sunlight at the door with chiseled features that would put any

didn’t look simple at all on him. It was a refreshing sight

shopping bags full of gifts in the man’s

my husband’s patient, here to

grin and stepped forward. “Sir, who are you

embarrassed, Vinson

helped me tremendously back in Chanaea.