A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 108,A Beauty with Multiple Masks

Aren’t the clothes enough? What else would Henrick have prepared for me? The more Arielle wondered, the more curious she became. Eventually, her curiosity got the better of her, and she played the disc. A good-looking couple on the couch immediately showed up on the screen. Is this some kind of romantic drama? Arielle tilted her head in confusion as questions started going through her mind. Does Henrick think this drama would spark some romance between Vinson and me?

Before she could question any further, the couple on screen had gone on to engage in various embarrassing acts. Arielle gradually went from a state of confusion to a state of utter shock. What the hell is this? As she stared wide-eyed at the screen, Arielle felt numbness all over her hands and feet. Even though she considered herself to be knowledgeable, there was still a first time for everything. All Arielle wanted to do then was to drag Henrick out and curse angrily at him.

Due to a combination of shock and rage, Arielle’s hand trembled and dropped the remote control. Thud! The loud sound finally brought Arielle out of her daze as she quickly leaned forward to pick up the remote control so she could turn the television off. However, in her hurry, her foot accidentally kicked it under the couch. “F*ck!” Arielle once again swore loudly. The more panicked she was, the messier things got. Arielle tried to calm herself by taking a deep breath and forcing herself to block out the moans the couple was making on-screen.

for the remote control. Seeing as how it was quite a distance back, Arielle knelt on the floor and stretched her hand out to try to reach for the remote. Meanwhile, Vinson felt himself getting more drunk by the second. When he got to the suite, it took two tries before he managed to unlock the door with

room key, only to confirm that he hadn’t made a mistake. At the same time, he was also sure that he hadn’t made a mistake with what he had heard. As

woman kneeling on the floor with her back facing him. The woman had a superb figure, especially her thin waist that he found

feelings involved, he wouldn’t bother wasting his time with those women. The more he reasoned with himself, the soberer he got. He suddenly recalled how the men had all looked at him when he left the banquet table earlier. And now that he was looking at the woman squirming about

his initial shock, Vinson’s expression darkened as his eyes blazed with rage. Those a*sholes! They had sent women to Vinson before, but they were all admonished by him. But instead of