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.

suddenly spotted what he had brought back from Hubert’s

the medicine in one gulp before returning to

his biological clock, he finally felt drowsy.

when one was asleep, time

woken up by

was easily annoyed when woken up, he barked in annoyance after picking up

the other end introduced himself with a trembling voice, “Good morning, Mr. Nightshire. I’m Marcus

temper

a sigh of

go on.” Vinson put the

while he threw on

some updates regarding your recommendation of

disappeared. He asked, “How did it

who has established a class that only enrolls exceptional students. I’ve reserved a spot for your friend and you can ask her to sign

you, Mr.

help, the Jadeborough University wouldn’t have the largest

“That’s nothing. After my friend graduates, I’ll donate

eyes lit