A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 140 Explosion At The Building,A Beauty with Multiple Masks
Vinson barged in looking very serious. Shocked, Arielle stood up. “You…” “There’s an explosion, hurry up and get out of here!” He grabbed her hand and ran away as fast as he could. The people at the dressing room were stunned for a second and then scrambled out of the place at once. By the time Arielle got out of the dressing room with Vinson, there was chaos everywhere and flames were seen blazing from the stairwell.
“Gasoline! Someone spilled gasoline!” A staff screamed at the top of his lungs as he ran past the dressing room. While running toward to exit, Arielle asked Vinson, “What’s going on? Is this a prank?” Before he could answer, his phone rang. It was Carter. He answered the call. A nervous Carter spoke over the phone, “Vin! Where are you? That dude escaped, leaving a note behind which says stop wasting effort because it’s doomsday for us.” “Okay, make a police report now. There’s an explosion here at Southall Group.” “What? An explosion? Darn it! It must have been those who helped that dude escape.

They knew you’re there, and… Are you all right? We’re on our way.” “Don’t worry, I’m okay for now. I’ll hang up now.” Vinson continued running as he updated Arielle, “It’s not a prank, but an attack. Hurry up!” She did not ask further. Holding his hand tightly, she quickened her steps. When they were about ten meters away from the main entrance, they realized that the crowd stopped moving. “What’s happening? How do we get out?”

asked fiercely. Iris approached them, crying breathlessly, “The entrance… It’s locked. None of us can get out of here. The fire is spreading fast. Nobody knows if there will be more explosions. Mr. Nightshire, Ms. Sannie, are we going to die here?” Arielle released Vinson’s hand and held Iris’ hand to comfort her. “Rest assured that we won’t die here. If the entrance is locked, then break it open!” When there’s a will, there’s a way. I’m not going to die today, not here, not now. She asked Iris to stay on the spot while Vinson and her squeezed themselves through the crowd to

security guards trying to pry the door open. A few desperate employees even lifted the stool and smashed it on the glass door. To their dismay, no matter how hard each person tried, the seemingly fragile glass doors showed no signs of damage. One

him, “Don’t utter anything negative! How is this door shut tight? With a lock? If so, pick it.” Dejected, the guard shook his head. “It’s not so simple. This is a smart door. I’ve tried it a few times at the security room just now. The smart