CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 402 MASON BENNETT, YOU HAVEN’T EVEN WATCHED A RESTRICTED MOVIE?

Bella Green spoke, picking up her phone and dialing Joanna Ramsey’s number.

After a moment, the connection was made.

"Owwwww!!!"

Before Bella Green could speak, a wailing noise came through from the other side.

"Bella, I watched the video of your press conference today. You looked like a goddess, so stunning, owww, I’ve taken a screenshot, and I’m going to print it out to hang on the wall and worship it day and night."

Bella Green: "..."

"Hanging it by your bed to ward off evil?"

"How could I, but also, it’s so beautiful that surely no evil can stand it."

Those nonsensical words just made Bella Green laugh uncontrollably.

"Stop joking, there’s serious business."

"Bella, whatever you need."

"Go to my Twitter and investigate. Check out the IPs of the most active accounts there, dig up everything on them." Bella Green squinted, her voice turning a bit cold.

"Hey, I haven’t seen Twitter yet. Is that attention seeker stirring up trouble again? Wait, I’ll go curse her to death."

Joanna Ramsey said excitedly.

"Stop joking, deal with my request first. Afterwards, you won’t need to curse her yourself."

"Alright, Bella, wait for my good news."

After hanging up, Bella Green looked back towards the computer and continued scrolling.

Meanwhile, Mason Bennett, who had been ignored for a while, already had a dark expression.

"Is the chair comfy?"

A low, chilling voice sounded in her ear. Bella Green instinctively nodded, about to say comfortable, but then realized.

Damn it, she wasn’t sitting on a chair; she was on Mason’s lap!

Bella Green chuckled, released her arms, turned to wrap them around him, smiling brightly.

"So comfy, how could Mason’s embrace not be comfortable?"

Mason Bennett squinted, looking at her coolly.

Little flatterer.

But listening to the girl, the man’s mind inadvertently conjured another image, making his gaze darken, as he leaned close to her ear, his voice rough and tantalizing.

"There’s something even more comfortable, want to try?"

These words, with a tang of hooliganism, made Bella Green’s face flush immediately as she turned to glare at him fiercely.

Yet she didn’t realize that her embarrassed and angry look almost made the man lose control.

"Keep looking at me like that, I can’t promise I can hold back."

Although Bella Green sometimes lacked a bit of shame, compared to the now unsealed Mason Bennett, she was almost like a novice.

"Mason Bennett, I knew you had ulterior motives when you brought me here!!" Bella Green shouted.

Mason Bennett was indifferent: "I’m a normal man, holding the woman I like. If I didn’t have thoughts, then you’d have to worry."

Bella Green turned away uneasily: "I’m doing serious work, stop disrupting."

Speaking of which, Mason Bennett suddenly frowned, somewhat displeased.

"Why are you calling my sister-in-law for more? For such a small thing like IP investigation, won’t you rely on your man?"

Bella Green paused, turning to look at him in surprise: "You know computers too?"

Mason Bennett gave her a cold glance, then picked up the keyboard, opened an ID, and began investigating.

In just two minutes, the entire information of that ID was uncovered, even some indescribable videos inside the computer came up.

Mason Bennett’s face darkened further, hastily closing those improper files, his voice filled with anger.

"Pervert!"

Upon hearing this, Bella Green was slightly disapproving: "They say that for men over sixteen, there are always such videos in their computers, don’t you have any?"

The look implying he’s the odd one made Mason Bennett’s face turn severely dark.

Who’s been teaching her such nonsense?

How should he answer? If he says no, would he be looked down upon...?

Seeing his silence, Bella Green’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"No way, Mason Bennett, have you really never watched even restricted movies?"