A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 128,A Beauty with Multiple Masks
“It’s about time we have to leave for the hotel.” After reminding them, Carter asked curiously, “By the way, who are you putting up a show for?” Averting his gaze, Arielle muttered, “My dad, or should I say… my so-called dad.” Carter shrugged his shoulders. “Fine, whoever it’s for, let’s go now. I’ve arranged for someone to check the surroundings. There’s no one guarding the hotel at the moment. I’ll hack into their systems, so that the surveillance cameras won’t capture your images.”
“Thank you very much,” Arielle expressed her gratitude earnestly. Feeling shy, Carter adjusted his spectacles. “Cut the formalities, we’re a team. Let’s go!” Ever since the acupuncture incident, Carter had completely changed his views about Arielle. He had fully accepted her like one of his own. Arielle nodded and followed suit. When she walked past Vinson, she heard him say under his breath, “Please consider what we’ve discussed carefully.”

She froze for a moment and then continued walking. The inquisitive Carter asked, “What’s that about?” Seeing that Arielle ignored his statement, Vinson smirked, and strode ahead. Carter grumbled, “Whatever! I bet it must be something dreadful, judging from that cunning smile.” Moments later, both Vinson and Arielle had returned to the hotel without attracting any unnecessary attention. As soon as the door was closed, Arielle let out a sigh of relief. When she turned around and looked into the direction of the kitchen, a towering figure was rolling up his sleeves.

do it. I’m just going to cook some noodles, do you want some?” “Yes, please!” she responded right away. After an eventful night, she felt so hungry. Ten minutes later, two bowls

edible? “No need to hold it. Go ahead and laugh as much as you like. Everyone’s a master in their own field. It’s my first time cooking a meal, so it’s understandable that I didn’t manage it well,” Vinson said disapprovingly while placing the cutlery

in your kitchen. I’ll make some ravioli. Would you like some?” “Sure.” Vinson nodded his head reluctantly and discarded the two bowls of noodles thereafter. He knew that the food he cooked was not up to standard, but did not expect to