A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Arielle sighed gloomily. Lighting the therapeutic candles which Andrea had given her, she switched off the light and went to sleep.

The therapeutic candles were very effective and she soon fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Vinson kept tossing and turning around on his bed after turning off the lights.

He stopped himself from contacting Arielle for six hours. Over that period of time, he had been busy with work, so he couldn’t contact her. However, now that he was back in the Maple Mansion, his urge to contact Arielle increased.

Upon recalling what Sasha said about waiting for a week, he forcefully held himself back. Just go to sleep. The night will end soon!

Two hours later, Vinson sat up abruptly in the darkness and switched the bedside lamp on.

I can’t sleep! D*mn it. Why is my insomnia acting up now? Is it because of the time difference? It must be!

Vinson grabbed his phone from the table and looked through his messages. There were a bunch of texts, but none of them was from Arielle.

This cruel woman! Even though I didn’t contact her, doesn’t she know how to call me and ask if I’ve reached home?

Frustrated, Vinson leaned against the headboard and lit up a cigarette.

he suddenly spotted what he had brought back from Hubert’s

medicine in one gulp before returning

his biological clock, he finally felt drowsy. Closing his eyes,

one was asleep, time passed in

was woken up

up, he barked in annoyance after picking up the call,

with a trembling voice, “Good morning, Mr. Nightshire.

silent for a while. His temper subsided

of relief. “Looks

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disappeared. He asked, “How did it

established a class that only enrolls exceptional students. I’ve reserved a spot for your friend and you can ask her to sign up for the class today. The timing is at noon. After she signs up, the class will start

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replied calmly, “That’s nothing. After my friend graduates, I’ll donate a lab building

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