A journalist couldn't hold back and wanted to ask a question.
Mason Nightshade suddenly stepped forward, standing next to Aurelia, his hand resting on her waist, though mostly obscured by his body due to the angle.
His face bore its usual cool detachnt, "The Nightshade Corporation has also invested in 'Stardust', which everyone should know. Let's work well together in the future and collectively hope that 'Stardust' achieves good box office success."
Mason extended his hand.
Aurelia glanced at his hand, the other hand still kneading her waist, taking advantage.
How can this man do such things while maintaining a facade of restraint and nobility?
She reached out to shake Mason's hand, smiling at the corners of her lips, "Looking forward to working together, Mr. Nightshade." Ouch! Her fingers were pinched.
Mason raised his eyebrows at her, a hint of dissatisfaction crossing his eyes.
This girl, just last night they were inseparable, burning with passion in bed, and now she's distancing herself from him.
Mason's gaze darkened a few shades.
He really wanted to press her onto the bed for a good punishnt.
What's this wolf thinking again? Aurelia squinted at his darkened eyes, pinched the back of his hand, and naturally pulled her hand back when he loosened his grip.
She scoffed internally.
Getting so excited from a re handshake, too easily stimulated.
The mont they shook hands was captured by journalists; they didn't see the "ssage" in their eyes, only the historic photo in the cara, treasured like a gem.
Their brows and eyes were gentle, with smiles in their eyes and at the corners of their mouths.
The "bitter enemies" divorced couple calmly shaking hands in cooperation.
What an enticing subject.
The prerequisite is... if Young Master Night allows it to be reported.
Beside her, Alice Bell gritted her teeth in hatred, her fingers making cracking sounds, the little pride she'd just built up crushed instantly.
Artists from the sa company, both acknowledged as extras, eternal supporting roles, but Aurelia managed to start her own entertainnt company, while she remained a lukewarm little actress.
Why is the world so unfair!
"Aurelia, I never thought you'd actually start your own company." Alice was surprised, her sidelong glance drifting to Mason, "I'm really surprised. If my contract expires, and I want to join you, you must take in."
Aurelia raised an eyebrow, her voice indifferent, showing no regard, "Anyone with the ability is welco."
Did she an Alice lacks that ability?
Alice was so angry she clenched her teeth, nearly unable to maintain her smile, laughing dryly twice, her gaze shifting to Mason, an unavoidable gleam of light flashing in her eyes, "I also didn't expect you and Mr. Nightshade... had that kind of relationship before."
The past doesn't define the present. Who knows who will be Mrs. Nightshade in the future? If she tries hard, maybe she also has a chance.
The woman's predatory gaze was so intense that even Mason couldn't ignore it, his brows furrowing in displeasure, a cold killing intent flickering in his eyes.
Alice shivered violently, her scalp tingling, suddenly enveloped by sothing called death, her ashen face unable to be hidden even under makeup.
Few won could hide their amazent upon seeing Mason.
But to not understand tact like her, blatantly obvious, it's hard to tell if it's courage worth praising or simple foolishness.
As an actress, unable to conceal even her own emotions.
"Indeed, he has high standards." Aurelia left this calm remark behind.
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