A Beauty With Multiple Masks

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Chapter 174 Secret Diary,A Beauty with Multiple Masks

They had a few scenes left to film when the explosion happened abruptly on the previous day. As such,

the director amended the script so that no additional filming was required. The agenda for that day was

just to take some promotional materials which were rather relaxed. When Vinson entered the studio,

Arielle, dressed in Soir Coffee’s waitress uniform, was carrying a coffee cup and following the

photographer’s instructions.

When the director spotted Vinson, he immediately walked up to him and greeted, “Mr. Nightshire—”

Vinson made a shushing gesture and continued gazing at Arielle. Arielle was a natural in front of the

camera. She did not need any additional prompting to get into position and could perfectly execute any

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pose requested by the photographer. The director, who was observing the shot, said softly, “Ms. Sannie

is born to be a model.

Mr. Nightshire, you’re in luck to be able to find such an ambassador.” Even though Vinson never liked

flattery, for some reason, he felt really happy to hear the director singing Arielle’s praises. Arielle

managed to complete the filming tasks for the next two days within that day itself. After she was done

with work, the woman found Vinson, who was working on his tablet. “Are you free tonight?” Vinson’s

heart started beating faster when he heard Arielle’s question.

Pretending to be busy, he cleared his throat and replied, “I’m quite busy, but I guess I can still squeeze

out some time for dinner. If you are asking me out for dinner—” “It’s not that,” Arielle interrupted the

man and continued, “You still have my stuff. When are you passing it to me?” Vinson froze for a

moment and his expression darkened. Why did I overthink? Pulling a long face, Vinson passed his

tablet to his assistant and replied, “I’ve already called Carter.

He will be sending it over later.” Just when Vinson finished speaking, Carter arrived. “Chief,” Carter

greeted Arielle before handing over a password-protected briefcase to her and said respectfully, “Your

item is inside.” Arielle was stunned to see the password-protected briefcase. What the heck is

this? Carter cast a glance towards Vinson and said, “Someone told me that your item has to be stored

safely. That’s why I found a briefcase for it. I’ll open it for you now.”

At once, Carter unlocked the briefcase and took out the diary. Arielle took over the diary and looked at

Vinson instinctively. With an awkward expression, Vinson replied, “I always do my best to fulfill my

promises to others. Now that you’ve gotten your stuff back, I’ll make a move first.” To prevent Carter

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from uttering more nonsense, Vinson dragged Carter along with him. Arielle, who was hugging the

diary to her chest, stood rooted to the spot for quite a while before suddenly letting out a chuckle.

She suddenly realized that Vinson could actually be quite adorable. On her way back home, the

promotional videos and photos, which the post-production team had worked overtime to complete,

were released on the internet. Netizens were astonished by the promotional materials and started

following Arielle on social media.

Within minutes, Arielle’s follower count rose to millions and was comparable to any other popular artiste

out there. However, that did not interest Arielle. Once she reached home, she locked herself in her

room and sat at her desk, where she started reading her mom’s diary. The first diary entry was written

before Maureen got married. She wrote mainly about work and there was nothing unusual about the

content that was useful to Arielle.

After reading for a while, one of the entries caught the woman’s eye. 20th June, rainy day. What a day! I almost got robbed. Thank goodness I was saved by a kind passerby. He is really good-looking. I haven’t seen him around before so I don’t know who he is. Sigh, I should have at least asked for his name.

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