A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Designer: Maureen Moore

“Mom?” She turned to look at Vinson in disbelief. “My mother designed this pair of earrings?”

Vinson nodded. “I was at an auction, and it so happened that I saw the earrings. Of course, the interesting thing is that the designer is your mother. What a great coincidence!”

In fact, he had spent a lot of time and energy finding this pair of earrings.

Tears welled up in Arielle’s eyes. She was clear that the coincidence he mentioned was just a made-up story.

There are no such coincidences in this world.

She sniffed and said gratefully, “Vinson, thank-”

“Don’t mention it!” Vinson cut her off by placing his finger on her lips. “Have you forgotten what I said earlier? What should you say instead?”

Arielle blushed. She then pulled his hand and awkwardly replied, “Vinson, you’re the best!”

He snapped his fingers upon hearing that. “Yeah, that’s right. But I guess you have to say it again later.”

“What do you mean?”

a look at the other

unwrapping the first gift, Arielle couldn’t help wondering what the

wrapping of the gift, only to find that the

the thing inside must be something that would again take

box was filled with scented

recognized that they were therapeutic candles that were made by Andrea to help one

market, and Andrea had never gifted

the candles, Arielle was at a

He just quietly watched her as she stared intently

senses. She picked up one of them and took a sniff of it. That’s a familiar

Vinson. For the first time, she took the initiative

moment before putting on a smile. “If I had known that seeing Andrea would

asking anxiously, “No one

them trouble, so I changed a couple of cars

heaved a sigh of relief. “How are things going

“They are doing fine. It’s just that they miss