A Beauty with Multiple Masks

Arielle’s cheeks heated up. She covered her nose and let out an embarrassed cough before saying, “I shall take a hot shower then.” After returning to the country, she didn’t work out every day. As she had also suffered on the uninhabited island back then, her body wasn’t as strong as before. Vinson’s lips curled up subconsciously when he saw how awkward Arielle was. The moment he realized he was smiling, he hurriedly pursed his lips. Soon, they arrived at the nearest hotel, which happened to be owned by Nightshire Group.

As Vinson had his personal suite in every hotel under Nightshire Group, he brought Arielle straight to the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel. “They will deliver your clothes soon. I’ll wait for you outside,” he announced as he made himself comfortable on the couch with a tablet in his hands. His brows were knitted up as he clicked on the tablet in all seriousness as though work was troubling him. Arielle never expected that Vinson would stay right here. She felt extremely uncomfortable.

thought, Arielle spun on her heels and entered the bathroom without a word. She had no idea Vinson was clicking randomly on his tablet and

the sound of running water came from the bathroom. “Damn it,” cursed Vinson. He rose to his feet hastily and headed out. At the door, he bumped into the assistant, Iris, who was holding a bag of clothes. She immediately greeted him timidly. “M-Mr. Nightshire.” Vinson glanced

was the one who arrived at the scene. Vinson was saying, “You don’t have to return to Nightshire Entertainment anymore as you’ll be working with Arielle

job scope will remain the same. Give me a call if you come across a problem you can’t solve.” He whipped out his name card from his pocket and gave it to her. “Here’s my contact number.” Utterly delighted, she thanked him