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.

in the shoot personally?” Vinson became impatient. Frowning, he retorted, “What’s with all these questions? Get going right away! I don’t have much time to spare.” “Oh, sure! Duly noted.” The director’s hands were shaking when he

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 is an unlucky soul! While Vinson was focusing on the director, he realized that Arielle stole glances at

 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

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.

gaze and caught Harvey looking away. His sudden action left Iris confused. Hmm? Did I see it wrongly? I’m pretty sure it was a death stare. But why would it come