Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again! Chapter 864: Do Whatever You Want—I’ve Got Your Back

Listening to the girl’s words, Mason Bennett suddenly rembered that he had said the sa thing before.

At that ti, the girl just kept her head down, ssing around with sothing.

He asked her what she was doing.

She said she was tying herself to his belt loop.

Instantly, Mason’s anger dissipated.

"Bella Green, do you really think your man is just for decoration? You don’t want involved in anything, huh?"

Mason knew she was feeling wronged, so his tone naturally softened.

Bella noticed his softened tone, imdiately lifted her head, hooked her arms around his neck, and clung to him.

"Of course not, my man is handso, rich, and powerful, how could he just be for decoration?"

"Then why didn’t you call first, and ended up being taken to the Police station?"

Mason squinted his eyes and said dangerously.

The incident exploded online imdiately.

Everyone was discussing Bella Green’s alleged murder of Fiona Grantham and her being taken by the Police.

"Hmm, I’ve never been there, I’m quite curious."

As Bella spoke, she climbed onto Mason’s lap.

Like how he usually held her, sitting on his lap, she hooked her arms around his neck.

The car compartnt was small, and Bella was wearing a dress. Although the movent was clumsy, it had a touch of cuteness.

It left him with no room for anger.

"Curious? Do you want to stay in there for a couple of days and experience it?"

Mason said in a cold voice.

Bella chuckled at his words, "No thanks, it’s not as comfortable as ho."

Looking at the girl’s shaless deanor, Mason found himself without any temper.

"I’ll deal with Fiona Grantham; you stay at ho obediently for the next few days."

Mason said while straightening out her ssy hair.

From the angle Bella couldn’t see, his face was icy, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

Fiona Grantham had provoked his Bella several tis, and although his little one was smart and didn’t fall for it,

it didn’t an he could continue to tolerate Fiona Grantham.

Especially this ti, she frad Bella and got her into the Police.

Upon thinking this, Mason beca even more furious.

If she was so eager to court death, he wouldn’t mind giving her a shove.

After all, if she fell down the stairs and died, no one could bla him...

"No way, I haven’t even started my plan yet," Bella said discontentedly.

"Don’t ss around," Mason said coldly.

She hadn’t seen how things had blown up online.

It’s sothing that couldn’t be easily resolved.

He had the hotel’s surveillance checked imdiately, but the result was as he expected.

The surveillance footage from the ti was blank.

It wasn’t hacked, there was just nothing captured in the first place.

He wasn’t surprised; Fiona Grantham wasn’t stupid. If she wanted to fra Bella Green, she wouldn’t leave evidence, would she?

"I’m not ssing around, don’t worry. I wanted to go to the Police station myself, and naturally, I know what the online public opinion will say, but that’s good."

Hearing her say "good," Mason almost laughed angrily.

"If things don’t get a bit bigger, how can we tear off Fiona Grantham’s fake mask..."

The girl’s smile carried a hint of coldness, surprising Mason a little.

"Are you so confident?"

"If not a ten out of ten, then a nine out of ten. And if it doesn’t work, isn’t my dear Mason here?"

Towards the end, the girl jutted her chin out proudly, as if talking about sothing she was particularly proud of.

Mason laughed softly.

"Alright, do whatever you want; I’ve got your back."