She refused to believe that she could not forget a mere man.
Looking at the determined look in Arielle’s eyes, Vinson knew that he could not hide it from her anymore. He sighed and said, “I’m sorry that I lied to you. Actually, I...”
“I don’t want to listen to your excuses and explanations. Just answer me, do you have a mistress?”
Vinson’s expression froze on his face. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
“Mistress? What mistress?”
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