A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 112,A Beauty with Multiple Masks

Arielle turned around to look at him subconsciously, only to find that there was only a towel wrapped around his lower body. There was nothing covering his muscular figure. A droplet of water slide down his toned abs and fell onto the towel… Immediately blushing, Arielle averted her gaze guiltily and asked, “Why aren’t you wearing anything?” “I didn’t bring any clothes,” replied Vinson matter-of-factly. “Let me open the door…”

Not wanting to meet his gaze, Arielle took a step forward, about to open the door. However, Vinson pulled her into his arms in the next moment. His warm body pressed against her back. It was as if the air was charged with passion and seduction. Arielle’s mind immediately went blank. She instinctively shoved Vinson away and jumped far away. Wrapping her arms around herself, she shot a terrified gaze at him. “What are you doing?”

was. It was a difficult feat for him to cool himself down with the cold shower, yet he could feel his body temperature rising again. He said in frustration, “What else will I do? I just wanted to stop you. Don’t overthink.” Arielle shot a suspicious glance at Vinson and asked, “Why are

the bedroom, signalling for her to hide inside. Arielle paused for a while before nodding and entering the bedroom quickly. The scent of Vinson’s shower gel still lingered in the room. The image of Vinson’s face surfaced in her mind subconsciously… However, in the next second, Arielle shook her head

against the door gently to hear what was happening outside. After Vinson opened the door, he asked coldly, “It’s already so late. What’s

sigh of relief, she heard a deep voice from a middle-aged man. “I’m here to see if you’re drunk and to send you some remedy for a hangover.” “It’s fine, I’m not drunk. I still have something important to do, so don’t disturb me.” Vinson’s voice was cold and emotionless. However, his words were

shall leave now too.” There was an obvious hint of amusement in the man’s voice. Then, Arielle heard the door being closed. After two seconds, she walked out and asked softly, “Who’s that?” “A designer. He often collaborates with your family’s