Hadriel Wilson's eyes behind his glasses quietly observed Aurelia Shaw and Mason Nightshade. Seeing Aurelia's lips curled in a faint smile, her gaze lowered at him, he felt a slight chill and suspiciously thought: Strange, why are these two so calm? Weren't there rumors about them being in a fierce dispute over their divorce?

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize they actually arranged for you two to sit together, it's just..." Hadriel Wilson pretended to glance around, "The seats are all taken at the moment, there's no other place to sit..."

Aurelia Shaw smiled faintly, "You went to so much trouble to arrange this, if I don't sit here, wouldn't that be too much of a letdown for you?"

Inside, Hadriel Wilson shivered. Ever since that time he almost died at her hands and suffered humiliating experiences, whenever he met her gaze, he felt a cold shiver.

"This, what arrangement?" Hadriel Wilson pretended not to understand.

Aurelia's smile deepened, her almond-shaped eyes coolly curved, "Of course, I'm talking about the school anniversary. Could it be, Mr. Wilson, that you think I'm talking about something else?"

This pesky girl, deliberately picking on him! A barely noticeable cold glint flashed behind Hadriel's glasses, and he put on his most practiced friendly smile, "There's been too much going on at school lately, I've been so busy, so muddled, so muddled."

"I won't disturb you from watching the performance." With that, he glanced at Mason Nightshade.

Seeing Mason completely uninterested in acknowledging him, he sat back down, disappointed.

Mason Nightshade's arm rested on the back of Aurelia Shaw's chair, as if he was holding her, he lowered his gaze at her almond-shaped eyes, which slightly narrowed mischievously, and quietly asked:

"What are you planning to do?"

"Do what?" Aurelia asked, puzzled.

"Don't tell me you're simply attending the school reunion?" This school didn't hold good memories for her.

"Mr. Nightshade, you're overthinking it." Aurelia smiled like a cold, elegant fox.

Mason stared at those lips that both infuriated and enamored him, wanting to bite down on them, as they always said something that riled him up.

Then her eyes suddenly narrowed sharply.

Mason turned his head to look at the stage, recognizing the person there too.

Jovana Shaw.

Thinking of something, a chilling cold light suddenly flashed in Mason's dark pupils.

The person secretly observing Mason shivered at the coldness.

Jovana Shaw maintained her pure style, with wide, moist eyes, a babyishly cute and obedient little face, and a white lily pad skirt.

She enjoyed the gaze of the people focused on her from the stage. Yes, this is right, everyone's watching me, all eyes are on me.

The earlier incident was just an accident, she was still the most popular, the most beloved by everyone.

Look, the previous performers didn't receive such intense attention.

Jovana Shaw didn't know that people were watching her, not out of anticipation for her performance or attraction to her charm and looks, but purely to see her make a fool of herself.

Watching Aurelia Shaw's stepsister make mischief had become everyone's interest.

Jovana, still unaware, proudly finished playing the piano piece. During the host's interview, she suddenly shifted the topic to Aurelia Shaw.

Everyone simultaneously sat up straight, their minds in unison: Here it comes! The illegitimate daughter is finally going to act up again!

More than watching the performance, this intrigued them.

"Actually, my sister's piano playing is much better than mine, it's just that she rarely plays in front of others. I wonder if those present might have the honor of hearing her play the piano."