A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 699

All this time, Queenie had been hoping to take the miracle doctor, who had neutralized the snake venom, as her master. And now, Vinson had just revealed that Arielle was the very person she had been looking for.

She absolutely refused to believe it.

Glancing at her impatiently, Vinson went on snappishly. “That’s it. I’ve talked enough nonsense with you. Getting back to business, explain to me why on Earth did you develop this sort of drug to help Donovan harm Arielle?”

Arielle stepped forward, her mind filled with befuddlement. “As you said yourself, there is no bad blood between us, so why did you do this? It’s obvious that Donovan couldn’t have acquired this drug by himself. It must have been made by you. Now, just drop the act and answer me.”

With one swift motion, Vinson wrapped his fingers around Queenie’s neck brutally and barked, “Tell us!”

Struggling beneath Vinson’s grip, Queenie gazed into his eyes, which were entirely devoid of sympathy.

He obviously held no regard for her at all.

Whatever feelings she thought he had toward her were solely products of her own imagination.

As the pain of suffocation overlapped with the agony in her heart, she was filled with nothing but sheer despair.

the hopes and wishes she had

maniacal

frowned as if she was

Queenie was a

had completely lost her rationality, laughing ceaselessly

Why did you have to snatch what’s supposed to be mine from me?” she screamed

stared at her,

been in love with you for years, Vinson, but you’ve never cared about me! Because of you, I spent all my years in university drowning in inferiority, feeling as if I would never deserve you. Even after graduation, I’ve never given up any effort to keep improving. Because of you, I gave up the opportunity to study abroad and chose to stay at Morgan Enterprise instead. And you? You chose to be with this girl with no background who is nothing but a pretty

fair to me?”

became clear

this is all about jealousy. Looks like she’s been

supermarket.

her phone

time interrogating Queenie was

to see that he had not budged

with scorn when he spoke. “Do you think I must love you just because you fell in love with me? I feel sick

the sparkle in her gaze vanished

sick by my love toward