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?”

at

couldn’t help wondering what the second gift would

to find that

be something that would again take her

it. The box was filled with

were therapeutic candles that were made by

and Andrea had never gifted them to

Arielle was at a loss

silent, Vinson didn’t say anything. He just quietly watched

to her senses. She picked up one of them and

the first time, she took the initiative and said, “Vinson, you’re the

had known that seeing Andrea would make

asking anxiously, “No one found you when you

cause them trouble, so I changed a couple of cars on the way

heaved a sigh of relief. “How are things going with Mommy and Daddy?”

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