Mason Nightshade seemed to know what she was curious about and said, "Grandpa sent me."

This indeed seemed like something Grandpa would do.

Mason glanced at the Peaceful Blessing peeking out from her pocket, held it in his slender hand, and took out his own to compare them.

He turned his gaze to her, "Did you get one too?"

Aurelia Shaw was flustered, "Surely he didn't give one to every person, right? Did he give you the same spiel?"

"Didn't give one to him." Mason gestured with his eyes towards Gustavo Yates, who was driving.

Gustavo Yates cried out: Boss, I'm miserable enough already; please don't rub salt in the wound.

"What spiel?" Mason asked her.

Aurelia was taken aback and shook her head, "Nothing, just his ramblings; I don't even remember what he said."

"Hmm." Mason's gaze deepened.

He fiddled with the two Peaceful Blessings in his hand for a while, then took out a red string he had requested at the temple and tied the Peaceful Blessings onto it.

"You've got it, might as well wear it."

The subtle scent of lemon suddenly approached, catching Aurelia by surprise. Mason's arms circled behind her and hung something around her neck, where she could see his solid chest.

"What're you looking at?" A low voice sounded above her head.

Mason teased with a laugh.

Aurelia glared up at him, and as she raised her head, she met his intense and dark eyes, with surprisingly long eyelashes, even longer than a woman's.

"Mason, has anyone ever told you that your eyes are beautiful?" Aurelia asked.

"Yes, plenty." But more people have said his eyes are sharp.

"Has anyone ever mentioned your lashes are long?"

Mason was stunned for a moment and then chuckled softly, "You're the first."

Aurelia froze. Was the "first" he mentioned that she was the first to compliment him, or the first to notice his lashes closely?

This guy's sweet-talking skills were really improving; he just said it naturally.

"What are you thinking about?" Mason asked softly.

Aurelia didn't respond, instead fiddling with the Peaceful Blessing around her neck, slightly disdainful, "You believe in this stuff, too?"

"Since I've got it, wearing it won't hurt, so why not?"

Mason's eyes darkened slightly, his left palm cradling another Peaceful Blessing. He tightened his fingers around it and slipped the one she requested into his pocket.

The action was so natural, it didn't stir any suspicion in the woman beside him.

His gaze noticed her, seeing her frown, although disdainful, she still tucked the Peaceful Blessing inside her clothes, a gentle smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"When is 'You Are My Star' going to be released?"

After a brief silence, Mason suddenly asked.

"The exact timing is yet to be determined," Aurelia replied, "There should be some promotion soon. But aren't you the investor? The release date should be up to you."

Mason smirked, "You're the investor now."

Aurelia felt a headache coming on, "Mason, when will you take back Night Industries?"

"When you become mine," Mason said naturally, "By then, Night Industries will naturally be mine."

Buy one, get one free – Mason really is good at this game, isn't he a born businessman?

"Then just wait!" Aurelia said sternly.

But Mason's eyes instantly brimmed with amusement.

It's just wait, not impossible.

Perhaps Aurelia herself hadn't noticed the difference between those two statements.

Why did Mason's gaze suddenly become so... predatory? Aurelia shivered fiercely and, seeing the car had reached its destination, threw open the car door and jumped out.