Nanny Li was even hoping for Aurelia Shaw to rush to her death, fearing that Aurelia wouldn't go, she added fuel to the fire saying, "Young Master is really sothing, spending the whole night at Miss Isabel's place. What if Young Madam misunderstands? Oh dear, Young Madam, look at my big mouth, nothing happened between Young Master and Miss Isabel, Miss Isabel was just feeling a bit unwell, and Young Master was just keeping her company, please don't misunderstand."
Aurelia Shaw smiled, such poor acting skills, and yet they're daring to show it in front of her.
"Nanny Li." Aurelia wiped her mouth and said with a smile, "It seems you really can't control that mouth of yours. I dislike when people talk while I'm eating. From now on, you're not allowed to take even half a step into the dining room."
"You!" Nanny Li's face changed, "I was instructed by Madam to attend to the Young Master, how dare you treat like this, be careful, I might complain to Madam."
Aurelia sneered, "Do you know what you look like now? Like a bullied child, crying and wanting to tell the teacher. If you like talking so much, go ahead and talk. Like I said last ti, in this house, if you can't recognize who your master is, pack your things and get out."
"You!" Nanny Li glared at her, face turning green with anger, after all, Aurelia was the nominal mistress of this house, and as a maid, she couldn't go too far. But... "Oh, you'll regret everything you've done and said today."
Nanny Li threw out a sentence, turned angrily and left.
The maids exchanged glances behind her, whispering: Wasn't the Young Master visiting the sick Madam? How did it beco Miss Isabel? Is Miss Isabel sick too?
Forget it, servants had best not discuss their masters' affairs too much. The Young Madam's mood has been unpredictable lately, it's better to talk less to avoid being punished.
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The atmosphere at Full Moon Court was a bit heavy, Mason Nightshade stood in the hallway, his tall figure casting a long shadow on the ground. A doctor whispered a few words in his ear, his gaze slightly darkened, he waved the doctor away, then pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.
Sophie Nye lay on the bed, eyes closed, face deathly pale. A drip was attached to her hand, "drip-drip" as the IV flowed. Eleanor Spencer, who had been keeping vigil by the bed, quickly stood up upon hearing the sound, and asked, "Brother Night, what did the doctor say? How is Aunt now?"
"It's all my fault, if Aunt hadn't co to see , she wouldn't have suddenly had a heart attack." Eleanor lowered her head.
Mason Nightshade lifted an eyelid to glance at her, his eyes indifferent and cold, passed by her, went to the bedside and looked down at the person lying on the bed, "It's morning already, if you still want to sleep, just continue. I'm going to the company first."
Eleanor's expression changed, and she said, "Brother Night, what are you... saying? Aunt is asleep, she can't hear you. I just made so porridge, have a bit before you go, I'll go serve it for you."
"You sleep, I'm leaving first." Mason Nightshade picked up his crumpled coat thrown on the sofa, put it on, and strode out. Enjoying the story? Discover more on *.
"Brother Night..." Eleanor called after him.
Mason Nightshade stopped in his tracks, turned his head, his dark eyes filled with a cold warning and murderous intent, slightly narrowed, he said coldly, "Don't play these little tricks in front of again, and don't involve my mother. You've crossed my line, no matter who begs for you, I'll make you die miserably, understood?"
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