A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The children are so young, and you want to feed them sleeping pills just because they are crying?

As Arielle was forced to hide her anger, she could not dissipate it.

Instead, she gazed at Morse. “Is there any place around here we could take them to play? They wouldn’t cry after tiring themselves out. On the other hand, sleeping pills will harm their health and make proceeding with the experiment impossible.”

Morse scratched his head before giving it a shake.

There aren’t any places for play around here.

“None?” Arielle was slightly disappointed.

This dorm is not big enough. Three children wouldn’t be able to stretch out properly.

Morse noticed Arielle’s disappointment. His eyes flashed with sudden inspiration as he recalled somewhere possible.

“There’s a place which might be suitable. Hang on. Let me ask Professor Hoffmeister.”

giving Arielle a chance

returned with a smile and declared that the professor had granted her leave to go

to a small laboratory. Though it was smaller than the other rooms, it was at least a little

better

last, Arielle spared no expense in amusing them. They were all around two years of age, and though their energy seemed limitless, they, too, would

of powdered milk, they began yawning and whining for bed. The two boys were obedient. As soon

very sleepy, the girl, on the other hand, rubbed her eyes and spread her arms, asking to fall asleep

demeanor triggered Arielle‘s maternal

surveillance cameras in the dorm, and Morse had left long ago after she had bathed the

them suspicious. She held the little girl against her bosom and pinched her cheek as she hummed a nursery rhyme to

the little girl soon closed her

the child would wake up upon being set down, Arielle held her for another ten minutes before tucking her in. Her eyes narrowed as

and not allow Professor Hoffmeister

lunch not