A Beauty With Multiple Masks

It was at that moment that Arielle suddenly recalled an incident. Back when she was living overseas, there was one night when she walked past a street after dinner. To her horror, a group of men with machetes was beating up another man. Incidents like those weren’t an uncommon sight, and Arielle’s initial thought was to walk away. However, when she saw the attackers start to slash the man with their machetes, she hurriedly ran over and fought them off.

No matter how good she was at fighting, she was still one lone woman up against a group of men. In the end, she escaped with the injured man in tow. They ran for almost ten blocks before they managed to shake his attackers off. Once the coast was clear, she gave the man some money and even got a car to send him to the hospital. The man’s knife wound, if she recalled correctly, was right on his shoulder blade, just like the man in front of her now.

flooding back as she finally recognized the man. “It’s you?” Arielle asked in disbelief. The man let out a deep sigh of relief despite his wound still bleeding. “I’ve looked for you everywhere overseas, but when one of my friends got missing, I had no choice but to come back here. Even then, I kept

“Harvey! I’m Harvey Jupiter!” Everything became clear in that instant, and Arielle’s earlier concerns were gone. She gazed deep into Harvey’s eyes and smiled. “Who knew I’d

problem!” Harvey replied confidently. “Don’t worry about a small wound like this. What about you? Where are you living now? C-Can I get your contact