An attractive woman stood right there.

It wasn’t his wife, Dorothy, but his sister-in-law, Beatrice Assex!

His eyes opened wide in horror as he quickly pushed her away.

“It’s you?”

Bam!

Beatrice took a few steps back and slammed into the refrigerator.

“You shoved me!”

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, “Sorry, I thought you were Dorothy.”

Oddly enough, Beatrice was not mad but covered Alex’s 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.

“What are you trying to do?”

He pushed her hand away.

Beatrice suddenly asked, “Are you Mask?”

Alex was shocked and kept thinking to himself, wondering what he did to expose his identity.

Before he could deny it, Beatrice continued,