Aurelia Shaw pressed her lips together.
She didn’t care what plan Mason Nightshade was scheming, but since she had decided to end things between them, it should be clean, crisp, and thorough.
She got out of bed. "I’m going to call Amanda Fuller and have her arrange another room for ."
Mason’s pupils contracted sharply, his breathing heavy.
He had to take several deep breaths before his voice sounded less angry. "No matter which room you move to, I’ll move in too."
She knew he ant what he said and would do it.
Aurelia didn’t waste her breath. She dialed Amanda Fuller’s cell. "Help with the transfer procedures. Yes, right now..."
The phone was suddenly snatched away by Mason.
He forced himself to stay calm. "Nothing urgent, go take care of your stuff."
The call was hung up.
Mason looked at her. There was a hint of helplessness on his face, not knowing what to do with her, but unfortunately Aurelia had her head down and didn’t see it.
"Just stay here, don’t go anywhere. When your injuries are healed, we’ll talk about everything else." Mason spoke again, his voice now steady.
He paused, then added, "Even if you change hospitals, as long as you’re still in Q City, I’ll find you and move in just the sa."
Aurelia knew Mason could be shaless sotis, but she didn’t know he was this unyielding!
"That call just now—was it for sothing about Ysoria Cooper?" Mason suddenly asked her.
Aurelia was stunned for a mont, then realized, with all the commotion over Ysoria, of course Mason would have heard about it.
She didn’t hide it. "Yeah."
"I can find her," Mason said.
Aurelia abruptly looked up, eyes on him.
Mason took out his phone and dialed soone’s number.
"Find out where Ysoria Cooper is right now," he commanded into the phone, using a tone of giving orders. A few minutes later, "Got it. Bring her to the hospital."
"She’s been found?" Seeing Mason hang up, Aurelia asked, a bit surprised.
The Viscount had looked for so long and couldn’t find her, yet Mason just made a call and she was located in minutes?
Knowing about Mason’s reach and power was one thing—seeing it for herself was sothing else entirely.
Mason nodded. "She’ll be brought over soon. You should rest for a bit first; you’ll need your strength when it’s ti to get to the bottom of things."
Knock knock!
The door was knocked on.
Mason went to open it.
Gustavo Yates stood outside the door, arms full of clothes. "Boss."
He glanced at Aurelia on the bed, "Young Ma—cough, Miss Shaw."
Aurelia: "..."
Don’t think she hadn’t noticed—he was about to call her Young Madam just now.
"Hang the clothes in the wardrobe over there," Mason instructed.
Gustavo was holding a man’s suit in his left hand and a woman’s dress in his right, all the latest designer series. He rose on his tiptoes to hang them in the wardrobe.
Huh? Had he shrunk lately? Why was he struggling so much just to hang clothes?
Looked like Mason really intended to move in here.
Aurelia’s gaze grew distant, her brows knitted together in a delicate knot.
If Mason really was going to stay here, there was nothing she could do to stop him. Guess she’d have to recover as quickly as possible.
Aurelia habitually touched the bracelet on her wrist.
Mason caught sight of it from the corner of his eye, his gaze growing colder. If he rembered correctly, that bracelet was a gift from Caspian Parker before he left the country.
Did she really cherish it so much?
His chest roiled as a wave of jealousy surged, mixed with an irritation he couldn’t suppress.
He’d already looked into Caspian Parker.
But he hadn’t found a single scrap of information.
Was this man really her brother?
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