A Beauty with Multiple Masks novel Chapter 122

But didn’t she say that she only understood a little? How could this be considered just little? By now, Arielle’s fingers moved and she frailly opened her eyes. What greeted her was a scene of carnage in the room; the smashed fragments of the vase that used to stand by the door laid all over the floor; the television turned over—it was as though some fierce battle had taken place. She sat up, confounded. “What just happened?”

Vinson strode toward her, but did not give her a straight answer. “How are you feeling?” Arielle shook her head and was about to speak when the man in the bed next to hers exclaimed in Ustranasion, “It’s y’all!” Carter chopped down on the man’s neck with his back of his hand posthaste, causing the man’s eyeballs to roll into his skull and fall into unconsciousness. That shocked Arielle but she quickly recovered. “Was he conscious?” “Yeah.” Vinson nodded as he glanced meaningfully at the discomfited Carter before withdrawing his gaze. “All thanks to you.

Otherwise, we might have to tend to him for an entire year.” The increasingly embarrassed Carter pulled out his phone and made a call. “Send a few guys upstairs and move the fella back to my place.” Since the man was able to communicate normally, it was time for him to begin his “interrogation”.

Full of admiration, Klaus came before Arielle to laud her with praise. “Your medical expertise is truly astonishing! My two teachers were right in commending the profundity of traditional Chanaean medicine, and truly, there is much from which our modern medicine can learn from.