A Beauty With Multiple Masks

As if it had been orchestrated, a notification popped up on the screen.

Arielle gave it a cursory glance but did a double-take when a name caught her attention. It was a message from Donovan.

“Donovan?”

Recalling Trisha’s stiff expression, Arielle reached for the phone.

Trisha was still fast asleep. Knowing that there was no time to waste, Arielle seized her chance and unlocked the phone.

All of Donovan’s messages to Trisha were on full display.

Donovan: Where are you, Trisha? We’re all gathered at the school gates, and you’re the only one left.

Trisha: Mr. Baxter, I forgot to tell you I’ll be heading over with Arielle. I’ll meet you on the plane.

Donovan: Arielle? Why are you with her? She’s not even taking the test! People of her kind are bad influences; she’ll lead you astray. I order you to come to the school right now!

sorry, Mr. Baxter, but I’m already on my way

that so? Then forget about joining our interview training! Just go to that

This message was probably the reason for Trisha’s

you reach Lightspring. From now onwards, you’re not

Arielle narrowed her eyes.

edge when exams roll around, yet Donovan keeps aggravating

the charity event at the

the man because he

just sit back and watch Donovan tyrannize her friend. She

the

Arielle’s actions, tossed her

“Donovan,” Arielle mouthed.

He felt a surge of sympathy for

was different. On top of being sensitive, Trisha had a history of autism. Any negative stimuli could trigger her condition

his breath. “Boss,