"Mm."

Aurelia Shaw responded faintly.

"Mason Nightshade, I'm fine now, but I want to be alone for a while."

Mason hesitated for a moment, "Alright."

"But, if anything happens, call me, no matter what it is!"

The implication was that even if she got into trouble, she must call him.

Why was he so indulgent with her?

Sigh, with her rebellious nature, if no one spoiled and protected her, she would be unruly, and if someone did, she would be even more reckless.

Aurelia restrained her emotions. With her face buried in the pillow, Mason couldn't see her expression, only hearing a muffled "Mm" sound.

But.

Mason did not leave.

He went to the kitchen, cooked her meal, kept it warm, and then returned to the living room.

She still maintained her original position without moving; it was unclear if she had fallen asleep.

Mason, familiar with the routine, entered the bedroom, took out a blanket, covered her, rolled down his sleeves, tidied up his clothes, and then went out.

As soon as the door closed, Aurelia opened her eyes.

In the dim light, her eyes were cold and glistening.

Fifteen minutes later.

Aurelia changed into casual clothes and went downstairs, calling Uncle Liu, "Uncle Liu, has Jovana gone back?"

"Second Miss? ... Second Miss seems to have a gathering with friends tonight and hasn't come back."

"Do you know the address?"

After noting down the address provided by Uncle Liu, Aurelia hung up the phone, opened the car door, got in, and left.

In the shadows by the roadside, a low-key car was parked. A man with a distinguished and cold face sat inside, his long and slender fingers gently tapping on the steering wheel. Watching that car leave, he started the car and followed.

He just knew she wouldn't obediently stay put.

The address given by Uncle Liu was a private high-end club. Jovana Shaw, despite having her pocket money cut, still had spare cash to frequent such places. It seemed that over the years, besides deducting her pocket money, Clara hadn't neglected to stash away some money for herself.

It was now dark.

The streetlights lit up.

Aurelia finally waited for the person she wanted — at the club entrance, Jovana Shaw warmly bid farewell to a few girls, who, judging by their attire, seemed to be daughters of prominent families.

However, after the girls left, Jovana's face turned sinister as she immediately called a driver.

Aurelia drove her car over.

Pressed the horn.

Jovana was startled, feeling the car looked familiar. The window rolled down, revealing Aurelia. She was taken aback, hung up the phone, and pulled out a sweet, obedient smile.

"Sis, sister, why are you here?" Suddenly remembering something, she hastily explained in a flustered manner, "Don't misunderstand, it's not what you think. I'm here for a dinner with classmates. If I don't attend, I'll be isolated by them."

Aurelia's almond-shaped eyes curved, her lips curling into a smile, "Mm, I know. Dad asked me to pick you up. Hurry up, Dad said he has something important to tell us."

Something important?

Could it be that the family assets were being decided in advance?

Jovana was delighted, quickly got in the car, and didn't notice the deeper smile in Aurelia's eyes, where a glint of coldness passed.

"Have some water."

Aurelia nonchalantly offered her a bottle of water, then started the car and drove away.

Jovana hadn't planned on drinking it, but seeing the brand of the water, she became excited. This brand of water was particularly expensive, and in order to portray a thrifty, obedient girl in front of her father, she seldom had a chance to drink it.

Aurelia, that wretched woman, actually drank such good water.