A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Vinson narrowed his eyes. Harvey was perplexed. Then, Vinson stated indifferently, “Since you don’t have the right clothes, use me as the model then. After all, it’s my own commercial.” Harvey stared at Vinson in surprise and questioned, “I thought you loathed putting yourself in the limelight? It is a global commercial we’re talking about. You know that, right?” “So?” Vinson replied with a blank face. So? This is so unlike Vinson’s personality to agree to something like this.

“What’s with all these questions? Get going right away! I don’t have much

was nothing much to explain as the storyline for the shoot was very straightforward. Arielle could not help but keep gazing at Vinson. What’s wrong with this guy? He seems to be a very difficult person to work with. He’d rather do the shoot himself than lending his clothes to others. That’s quite a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder. Whoever marries him in the future

and started fidgeting with his hands. What’s this woman looking at? Vinson had the impression that she secretly coveted him albeit saying otherwise. With Arielle kept staring at him, his ears started to turn red. Finally, he

 that she adores me? Why is she grimacing at me? That expression of hers ticked Vinson off, but there was no way for him to release his anger. He could

expected, the take was just perfect. “These two are like a match made in heaven!” As soon as Iris exclaimed, someone stared daggers at her. She traced the gaze and caught Harvey looking away. His sudden action left Iris confused. Hmm? Did I see it wrongly?