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A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 1188
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Chapter 1188 What Is He Busy With

The woman could feel her frustration building up.

Is he really that busy? It’ll only take him a few seconds to reply to my message, but it has already been almost an

hour!

Arielle wondered what was keeping Vinson so busy that he could only return home late at night and leave again

early in the morning. Besides, he was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed.

Arielle took a deep breath as she could feel her displeasure and doubts getting stronger.

She wanted to call Vinson, but after hesitating for a few seconds, she scrolled to Rayson’s number and dialed that

instead.

 

However, she changed her mind immediately after making the call, and she quickly hung up.

Forget it.

 

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Given her understanding of Vinson, Arielle knew that the man was truly occupied with work and was not avoiding

her intentionally.

If she called, she might be disrupting something important.

Besides, it was the same for her. When she was preparing for the press conference, apart from work, she was

unable to focus on anything else. She thought that Vinson could be in a similar situation, and she should support

him.

Arielle felt better at that thought. Putting her hands in her pocket, she got up and said to Madelyn, the housekeeper,

“Ms. Morris, I’m going out for a while.”

“Sure thing,” the housekeeper replied. Suddenly, she seemed to have remembered something and immediately

caught up with Arielle. “Mrs. Nightshire, I forgot to pass you something that Mr. Nightshire had asked me to give

you.”

Madelyn was already treating the two of them as husband and wife. In fact, Vinson and Arielle had already officially

registered their marriage, even though they had done it in secret, and it was merely a transaction back then.

Nonetheless, Arielle had come to realize that it might not have been purely a transaction but a part of the man’s

plan instead.

It would have been really scary if someone she did not like had schemed that. However, because it was Vinson, her

heart was filled with sweetness.

“What did he give me?” Arielle asked anxiously.

Madelyn let out a motherly smile and took out a bag from behind her in a secretive manner.

Arielle had assumed that the bag contained jewelry or something of that sort. Instead, when she opened it, it was

red ginseng in the form of an oral solution.

The oral solution was contained in small packs such that it was easy to carry around.

The housekeeper said smilingly, “Mr. Nightshire said that you’ve been working hard at both the office and the

restaurant these few days, and he was worried that you’d be too exhausted. As such, he reminded me to ask you to

take a few of these along with you so that you can have some when you’re feeling tired.”

As Arielle was well-versed in medicine, she was aware that red ginseng had lots of benefits, including increasing

vitality and strengthening memory. It was an excellent health supplement.

Compared to jewelry that she did not usually wear, the woman felt that the gift of red ginseng was more suitable

for her.

Arielle was so touched that her frustration from earlier on dissipated instantly.

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She took two packets of oral solution with her and reminded Madelyn before stepping out of the door, “If Vinson

comes home before me, please give me a call.”

“Sure.” The housekeeper waved at Arielle and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll call you discreetly the moment Mr. Nightshire

comes back.”

Hearing the word “discreetly,” Arielle could not help but feel her cheeks burn up. After clearing her throat, she got

into the car and left.

Vinson had hired a chauffeur for her earlier on. “Mrs. Nightshire, are we heading to Moore Group?” the driver asked

respectfully.

Arielle glanced at her watch and decided that she should let Jacob wait a while more. “Let’s go to the branch of

Maureen’s Kitchen first,” she instructed.

“All right.” The chauffeur drove off at once without asking any questions.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the restaurant.

Arielle did not inform the restaurant manager of her arrival beforehand, and the manager, who was excited to see

her, started reporting the previous days’ sales figures to her immediately.

Just then, a man showed up.