A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“So you’d like to kneel now? But it’s too late. I don’t want to accept it.” The colors drained out of Kelsea’s face as she cast a pleading look toward Hans. Unfortunately, Hans was not looking at her; his eyes were fixed on Arielle as if he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world. Right then, a thought entered Arielle’s mind. “There’s something else. Although I don’t mind others talking behind my back, I hate being slandered the most.

Therefore, I’d like to clarify something.” As she spoke, she took out her phone. An ominous feeling began to grow in Kelsea.. In the next second, after a few rapid taps, a female voice sounded out from the speakers. “You’ve always won because your opponents are all third-rate chess players and hobbyists. You’ve never encountered a real player.

Morgan, am I a third-rate chess player to you? Didn’t you lose to me last year at the tournament?” Just then, someone at the side voiced, “I thought

explained, “N-No! I-I didn’t mean to say that to you—” However, the playback of the recording had yet to end. “Is that so? What if I win against you?” “If you win against me, I’ll get on my knees and admit my defeat! However, if you lose, you’ll have to apologize on your knees for your ignorance and ill-manners.” That was when the recording ended. Quiet gasps sounded out from

“I dare say that if the one who lost was Ms. Moore, Kelsea would certainly force her to kneel.” In fact, some even began urging Kelsea to get on her knees. “Kelsea, hurry up and kneel. You were the one who proposed that the loser has to kneel, so why aren’t you on

clown. Kelsea, hurry and go down on your knees now.” The pressure was evidently getting to Kelsea, for her eyes were red by now. She was still casting pleading looks at Hans, but the latter only

Hans’ words had taken her aback. If she were to be dismissed as Hans’ student, her parents would definitely punish her severely for embarrassing them. However, instead of sparing Kelsea another glance, Hans muttered respectfully, “Ms. Moore, it’s been a long time. I had just obtained some premium tea. Please, come with me and have a taste.” Arielle nodded. Then, she turned to Vinson and asked, “Do I need to finish the competition