An attractive woman stood right there. It wasnât his wife, Dorothy, but his sister-in-law,
Beatrice Assex!
His eyes opened wide in horror as he quickly pushed her away.
âItâs you?â
Bam!
Beatrice took a few steps back and slammed into the refrigerator.
âYou shoved me!â
Beatrice exclaimed while looking at Alex. Usually, she would have immediately
admonished Alex, but now she behaved like a frail woman, entirely out of the ordinary.
Alex retraced his hands awkwardly and said, âSorry, I thought you were Dorothy.â
Oddly enough, Beatrice was not mad but covered Alexâs nose and lips with her hand
instead.
Alex was taken aback. They never had such an intimate encounter. Except for that
night, of course, where she came onto him after being drugged.
âWhat are you trying to do?â
He pushed her hand away.
Beatrice suddenly asked, âAre you Mask?â
Alex was shocked and kept thinking to himself, wondering what he did to expose his
identity.
Before he could deny it, Beatrice continued, âYou must have imitated him after watching
his video, right?
No, you donât look a single bit like him.â
She stomped on his foot and quickly left the kitchen. âThat was a good scare. I knew it
couldnât be him!â
Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief.
Mask was an assertive, dominant, attractive yet, loyal person. Even though Alex had a
similar mannerism and hairstyle, the vibe he gave off was completely different. The
weakling in the kitchen and the dominant Mask were two distinct beings!
âIâm going insane.â
Beatrice entered the living room and was quickly roped into the house search by Claire
Assex.
âCome here. I want to look for a twenty million dollar villa.â
âTwenty million?! Thatâs expensive!â Beatrice exclaimed.
âWhat do you know? He has that much money. If we donât use it, his mother will! That
lady, Brittany Rockefeller, is crazy.
Wanting to destroy the Rockefeller Group in three
months? Can you believe it? Well, I donât! Iâd rather use the money to buy myself a villa
than let it go to waste! Ah, one with a swimming pool too⦠I love swimming!â
âEven though Maple Villa is a perfect choice, but⦠Things would get awkward if Brittany
returned.â
Claire was still fearful of her.
âWhy donât you get one with a ten million dollar price tag instead?â Beatrice suggested.
âNo, I want a twenty million dollar villa!â
This time, the real Dorothy entered the kitchen.
âAre you sure you want to buy a villa for Mother?â
This time, Alex made sure he knew who it was before pulling her into a deep embrace.
âOf course! Where else can you stay? Your mother doesnât want to live in Maple Villa for
sure.â
âBut the moneyâ¦?â
âDonât worry about them.â
âCan you at least tell me where youâre getting the money from?â
Alex answered, âRelax, itâs legitimate cash. My mother was very wealthy but only
learned about it recently.â
Of course, he could not say that he had scammed it off some unlucky dude. Then she
would never want to use it.
âShoo! The kitchen is not your place.â Alex gently pushed her toward the door.
âLet me help you. I can wash the vegetables.â
âYour hands deserve better.â Alex shook his head.
âWhat for then?â
Alex grabbed her hand and gently kissed it.
âFor my lips.