A Beauty With Multiple Masks

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Chapter 123,A Beauty with Multiple Masks

Carter nodded promptly as whatever misgivings he had against Arielle from before had become a thing

of the past. “I’m going over there myself to expedite it, but no matter the level of urgency, processing

will still take up to a day. I believe that if I were to head down personally, we should be able to get the

results before tomorrow morning.” “Thank you.” “You’ve been a great help to us, so that’s the least I

could do,” Carter said while he looked to the man in the bed.“When will we be able to remove the

needles?” Jordan pouted at Carter for stealing all the lines. Who was it who ordered to have the needles removed in the first place? Arielle glanced at the man. “If he’s already conscious and you don’t

need me to complete the treatment, then you can remove them now. I’ll…” “Stay put!” Vinson held her

down by the shoulder. “Allow me.” Jordan warily eyed the hand Vinson placed on Arielle, feeling a little

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jealous inside.

He very much wanted to say something, but lost his courage to do so when he recalled how he

distrusted Arielle just as Carter did. Thus, he decidedly slinked away quietly to the sidelines. Just then,

Harvey led a few bodyguards through the door. “I heard that the man has been cured?” In the next

second, his attention was caught by the sight of Arielle on the bed and the mess in the room, and that

prompted him to glare at Carter.

“What the hell did you do?” “I…” Carter scratched his nose uncomfortably. Vinson had just finished

removing the needles. “Go out, all of you. Arielle needs to rest.” Harvey asked with a grimace, “What

actually happened here?” “It’s nothing. Carter’s going to have nowhere to hide himself if you keep

asking. Come on. Let’s get him out of here. His head’s fixed, so we should get down to business,”

Jordan said as he nudged Harvey along.

Soon, it was just Vinson and Arielle left inside the ward. Looking at the drip bag hanging above her

head, Arielle said weakly, “It’s getting late, so you should go back and rest. I can watch it myself.”

Vinson remained poker-faced. “I don’t like owing anyone favors, so don’t mind me. Go to sleep.”

Arielle seemed to have wanted to say something but ultimately did not do so as she was far too weary,

and so instead, she quietly closed her eyes to get rested.

It did not take long before her breath steadied and she fell into a deep sleep. Initially seated with his

back to Arielle, Vinson slowly turned around when he heard her breathing settled. His gaze then fell

upon her face. The slumbering woman was completely unguarded, and as docile as a snoozing

Persian cat. It was as though Arielle’s face had some sort of magnetic draw to it, because by the time

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he came to his senses, his hand was already almost upon her cheeks.

Bemused, Vinson quickly withdrew it, feeling quite annoyed with himself. Had deprivation made him

that desperate for a woman? Come to think of it, Arielle was really more outstanding than those lame

socialites and heiresses that his mother had been introducing to him. If it was her, he would not have

been so averse to spending the rest of his life with a woman.

The way Arielle occupied his every thought made him shake his own noggin in frustration. He did not

want to continue being alone in Arielle’s company, lest he needed to take another cold shower. Hence,

Vinson got up and walked to the window for a smoke.

He pushed the window wide open to prevent the fumes from drifting inside, but this let in the chilling

night air which gave him quite a headache. Just as Vinson was wrapping up his smoke break, a call

from his mother Susanne came through.

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