Chapter 474

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 474

Wendy was enjoying the envious looks on her classmates’ faces while she continued thanking

Susanne.

It feels so nice to be envied!

But right then, a devilishly handsome man stepped out of the car and immediately caught everyone’s

attention.



The towering man had obsidian black eyes, sharp brows, and exquisite facial features. As he exuded a

domineering aura, everyone’s eyes were drawn to him.

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It was none other than Vinson Nightshire.

Not many people in Jadeborough had met Vinson personally, but almost all of them had heard of him.

No introduction was required for people to know who he was.

“He’s so handsome!” a girl gasped.

Her face reddened as she thought Vinson would look toward her, but his gaze was fixated upon the

Goddess of Hunting instead.



The girl heaved a sigh of relief, yet disappointment could be seen on her face.

Upon seeing Vinson, Wendy exclaimed, “What brings you here, Vinson?”





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The students couldn’t help but scrutinize both Vinson and Wendy

When compared to Vinson, Wendy, who had always been considered pretty, suddenly seemed rather

ordinary.

Judging from their looks, they didn’t seem like a pair.



Vinson noticed his mother before his gaze fell on Wendy who was next to her.

With so many people around, Vinson had no choice but to give Susanne a courtesy nod.

Not expecting a reply from Vinson, Wendy was so happy that she ignored Susanne who was trying to

pull her back and strode forward. “What are you doing here,

Vinson?”

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Vinson frowned and replied impatiently, “I’m here to deliver the piano.”

Wendy followed Vinson’s gaze and realized that he was referring to the Goddess of Hunting. Delighted,

she asked, “Are you the one who delivered the Goddess of Hunting to me?”

Over the moon, Wendy didn’t realize that Vinson wasn’t here for her.

Vinson was intending to ignore Wendy, but when he heard her assumption, he let out a snort.

Contempt was written all over his face.

By then, Wendy finally realized that something was off.



What? Vinson isn’t here to deliver the Goddess of Hunting to me? Could it be Susanne then?

To prevent further embarrassment and mockery, Wendy wanted to walk away from Vinson, but it was

too late.

Vinson glanced at Wendy and spat, “For you? Do you seriously think you are worthy of it?”’

Wendy’s face reddened with embarrassment instantly.