A Beauty with Multiple Masks novel Chapter 1518

Chapter 1518 Fearful

It was Cindy’s first time being so frightened of a woman, to the extent that her entire body was trembling uncontrollably.

She looked at the woman before her and tried to get a grip. ‘‘I’ll tell you what it is, as long as you promise to send me to Manchernius safely and grant me a lucrative sum.’‘

Far from being angered by Cindy’s threat, the woman merely laughed at her brazen act.

She looked straight into Cindy’s eyes and kept chuckling. The more she laughed, the more fearful Cindy got.

‘‘You’ve got some guts, haven’t you? To threaten me and even attempt to negotiate with me?’‘ After a hearty guffaw, the woman cast a disdainful look at Cindy. ‘‘Do you know that you’re the first person who’s bold enough to say that to my face?’‘

She gave Cindy the heebie-jeebies, almost making her heart leap out of her chest. Cindy opened her mouth, but no words came out.

At that moment, instant regrets washed all over her. I should have told Arielle what I know and then gotten her to send me back home. I don’t mind even if I have to go behind bars. Unfortunately, I had other motives back then…

Left with no choice, she steeled herself and responded, ‘‘This secret is extremely important to you. If I die, you won’t know anything. In fact, you won’t be able to imagine what might happen next.’‘

Upon hearing her words, the woman narrowed her eyes and threw a sharp gaze at Cindy. ‘‘Say it,’‘ she bellowed.

‘‘Are you agreeable to the conditions I’ve laid out for you?’‘ Cindy asked cautiously.

The woman nodded grimly, and Cindy breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness she said yes! Suddenly, the incident where she was drugged dawned on her. Filled with curiosity, Cindy questioned, ‘‘I hope you aren’t scheming to drug me again right after I let the cat out of the bag.’‘ Then, Cindy gave the woman a dubious look. ‘‘Let me remind you that it’s the end of you if I die. Your secret will be exposed, and people will come after you.’‘

‘‘Take her away and keep a watchful eye on her,’‘ instructed the woman in a low voice.

Immediately, someone came forward and took Cindy away.

‘‘Arielle… Arielle…’‘ the woman muttered Arielle’s name umpteen times as a glint of malice flashed across her eyes.

What princess? She isn’t fit to be the Princess of Turlen, for she’s merely an offspring of a woman from Chanaea. She doesn’t deserve the grand title of a princess. The Princess of Turlen must be like Aaron, the epitome of distinguished elegance and nobleness; a pure Turlenian by blood. Who does Arielle think she is?

‘‘Somebody come at once!’‘ she shouted, and a subordinate came over. Right away, she gave the latter a few instructions with a vicious look in her eyes.