A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Jacob had waited for two whole days. Even though he reassured himself over and over again that Arielle would cave in first, his patience was wearing thin, and he had an ominous feeling that things were not going according to plan.

His subordinate’s inquiry ticked him off. Seething with rage, Jacob lit a cigarette and took a big puff.

“Let her be!”

Taking another puff, he reasoned, “She still can’t figure out who’s pulling the strings. It’ll be even better if she stumbles around like a headless chicken! If she doesn’t come to me now, it’ll be too late for her when she pieces everything together.”

The subordinate was convinced by this rationale.

At that moment, a thought flashed across his mind. Lowering his voice, he murmured, “Mr. Campbell, there’s something that has been circulating for the past two days. My daughter heard it from her friend’s mother, so I can’t guarantee its credibility.”

“What is it?” Jacob prompted, his eyebrows furrowed.

“My daughter told me that Arielle and Mr. Nightshire are officially together, and it seems like Mrs. Nightshire approves of their relationship.”

dismissed it without a second thought. “That’s

come out of nowhere. Even my daughter has heard of it. Besides, didn’t Nightshire Group appoint Arielle as the ambassador of Soir Coffee? Why would they pick her, of all people, if there is no connection

snickered. “Have you not seen Arielle Moore? A pretty face on a giant

“But Mrs. Nightshire-”

does her son. Henrick has publicly announced that Arielle is not his biological daughter but rather the illegitimate child of Maureen, and even Arielle attested to it. Do you actually believe that a woman like Mrs. Nightshire would accept a

subordinate processed Jacob’s words

list other

didn’t Southall Group… Wait, no, I suppose it’s Moore Group now. What I’m trying to say is, why didn’t Vinson intervene when Arielle was ostracized

if he truly cared for her. In fact, we

Jacob scowled. “Nonsense!”

that he had crossed his boss, the subordinate slapped himself across the face. He spat on the ground and scrambled to

the words left his mouth. He