A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 113,A Beauty with Multiple Masks

“I…” “Arielle, you don’t have to put up a strong front in front of me…” As Vinson spoke, he suddenly realized that he did not sound like himself at all. Hence, he hurriedly added, “Your act doesn’t work in front of me. I can see through everyone’s pretenses, so you should just save your energy.” Initially, Arielle felt slightly touched by Vinson. However, her expression now turned cold. “Thank you for helping me save my energy, but I’m really not upset.”

She never told anyone about her vulnerabilities. Gazing at her deeply, Vinson felt a strange sense of frustration. He was about to speak when someone knocked on the door again. “Shh…” Vinson made a shushing gesture. Understanding his intention, Arielle hid in the bedroom again. However, the moment she entered, she heard Vinson. “Come out. He’s one of us.” Arielle quickly pushed the door open and returned to the living room.

the bespectacled man, whom she had seen in the Jupiters, standing in the living room. He was holding the tissue paper which contained Henrick’s hair. The man sniffed it, scrunched his nose and asked, “Why is there a smell?” Arielle blushed. As she

the scent of my body.” Arielle was stunned. When Carter heard that, he did not dwell on it further and shoved the tissue paper into his pocket. Then, his gaze fell onto Arielle and lingered there for a moment. When he glanced at Vinson, who only had a towel wrapped around him, a look of surprise crept into his eyes. “Are both of you…” “It’s something personal, so we need to hide it from some people.” “Looks like this lady is the one who requires the DNA test.” Carter stretched his hand out to her. “Please give me a

dude in the hospital… We’ve tried all kinds of methods, but none of them works. The doctor said that he has post-traumatic stress disorder, so the treatment’s going to be tough. It’ll take at least a year.” “A year?” Vinson immediately frowned and said, “We can’t

a step forward and asked, “Post-traumatic stress disorder?” When she suddenly chimed in, Carter adjusted his spectacles unhappily. To him, all women were trouble. However, as Arielle was Vinson’s friend, he had more patience