A Beauty With Multiple Masks
Chapter 506

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 506

Arielle gestured for Vinson to be silent as she picked up the call. Her tone turned soft and sweet. “Hello, Dad? Need me for anything?”

As he observed her speedy change of tone, Vinson couldn’t help but think she was cute.

Maybe when you like a person, everything about her is cute.

On the other side of the call, Henrick was unaware of the matter happening at Jadeborough University. So his tone was the usual authoritative.

“Request leave from your lecturers after your classes tonight. Tomorrow is Shandie’s funeral. You need to be back early.”

“All right.” Arielle kept her voice sweet and remembered to inquire after Malorie. “How is Grandma doing?”

“She has recovered her appetite and strength. Bring some cookies on your way back. Your Grandma loves it.”

“Okay, Dad.”

Once Henrick ended the call, the obedience on Arielle’s face had turned into a mask of cold.

Vinson thought that she was even cuter.

He arched his brow. “What did Henrick say?”

Arielle sighed. “He wants me back tomorrow for Shandie’s funeral.”

These few days in university have been too comfortable. My stomach turned at the thought of returning to that place filled with hypocrites.

Vinson noticed her displeasure. “I’ll send you back later. If you replace Henrick annoying, I can stay the night with

you.”

“No!” Arielle rejected instantly. “You don’t have to come over. I can go back just fine.”

Vinson was insistent in his offer.

“You will be more convenient with me being there. You don’t know what to expect for tomorrow’s funeral.”

Arielle hesitated for a short while before she nodded in agreement. “All right. But we need to sleep in separate rooms at night. I’m not used to sleeping with someone else. I don’t care what excuse you come up with.”

“No problem.” Vinson agreed.

After the freshman party ended, a video made its way into the internet and skyrocketed through the ranks, trending number one.

Soon, the video had reached the phones of the general public.

It was of a girl playing In The Moonlight at the

freshman party. The song elicited a sense of excitement within the listeners. Furthermore, the scene of Steven kneeling on the stage had raised the perception of Chanaean’s piano skills to a level worthy of praise.

The video was spread and shared repeatedly throughout the internet and made its way overseas.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the globe.

A blue-eyed man was leisurely sipping on red wine with two beautiful women beside him. The women were sexy and expert at pleasing men.

But there was a slight fear in their smiles and actions.

The man sipped on the wine fed by the woman as he scrolled through his phone.

His fingers halted on a video with a beautiful piano melody.

“In The Moonlight.” The man uttered the name of the song in Ustranasion.

He instinctively increased the volume and shut his eyes as he listened intently, enjoying the pleasing tune.

The melody became clear. It was passionate at times and gentle at others as if a young girl was crooning. It lasted the entire song.

The two women couldn’t help but admire. “What a beautiful song.”

“Aaron, you said the song title is In the Moonlight. Was it the song which nobody dared claim they can play it?”?

“Yes.” Aaron nodded his head. He opened his eyes and glanced at his phone.

He wanted to see if Steven was the one who played it.

He replayed the song and dragged the progress bar randomly, arriving at a close-up of a beautiful girl.

“It’s her!”