(A DIFFERENT KIND OF TROUBLE)
ARIANNE’S POV
“FATHER!” Ariella’s call with her crocodile tears, desperate tone, and mask of being the benevolent sister towards me, along with her superb acting as she dashes towards Alpha Vincent.
All after and from just a few moments ago, she was bearing the expression of superiority and a smile of cunningness on her face. With her entitled demeanor, I am guessing that she didn’t notice that she was marking her face as she looked at me. Knowing her fakery and façade that she is waving right now and in front of the Alpha.
“Please, promise me that whatever happens, you will not scold Arianne.” Her cries and tone are those of a perfect sister who cares for the welfare of others and is protecting her dear sibling.
Her utter and deliberate act and façade
