Mason Nightshade glanced around at a few people, "They’re already used to it."
"..." That was indeed quite pitiful.
She couldn’t break other people’s habits.
Aurelia Shaw finished the bowl of egg custard in front of her, and a glass of milk was handed to her. She looked at Mason Nightshade.
"Be good, my dear, drink it and you’ll grow stronger."
Rocco Cooper: "..."
Pablo: "..."
Sixth: "..."
Amanda Fuller: "..." Mr. Night, are you sure Aurelia’s body needs to grow any more?
Aurelia looked down at her chest, then raised her eyebrows at Mason, "It’s big enough."
Mason’s face unexpectedly turned a bit red, even the tips of his ears flushed. Yet, his handso face still maintained a serious expression. He wrapped his hand around her waist, lightly pinched her side, and whispered softly into her ear:
Through gritted teeth, "Just say things like this to alone."
Aurelia raised an eyebrow at him, "Possessiveness?"
"That’s right, possessiveness!" How could she be so lovable and infuriating at the sa ti? It really made him want to lock her up in the bedroom, keeping her on the bed forever.
"Did you drink it?" He brought the milk to her lips again. She ate so little; no wonder she barely has any flesh on her.
Aurelia looked at the milk in front of her, furrowed her brow, but still drank it.
Amanda Fuller opened her mouth in surprise, she... she drank it... Last ti when they went to a photoshoot that went late, there was only onion in the boxed lunch, and she didn’t eat a bite, handing the lunch box to her instead.
Aurelia never forced herself to accept things she disliked, yet this ti she actually drank the milk she didn’t like! This was surprising news for Amanda Fuller, and she secretly felt a bit saddened.
Sigh, an agent can’t compare to a boyfriend.
Mason Nightshade personally drove her to the set.
"Just drop off up ahead." Aurelia pointed to the intersection in front.
Mason frowned slightly in displeasure but obediently pulled the car over to the side.
"Call when you’re done tonight, I’ll co to pick you up."
Aurelia thought for a mont, "Okay."
Calling him was better than him showing up unannounced.
"See you later, sis." Sixth waved his hand to Aurelia, a little reluctant.
Dylan Harper smacked him on the back, "Sis is here filming for months, it’s not like you won’t see her again, why the long face!"
Sixth touched the back of his head in frustration, "I’m just trying to set the mood, let her feel how sincere we are."
"Sis has Mason caring for her, she doesn’t need our sincerity," Dylan Harper whispered.
Sixth snuck a glance at Mason Nightshade, whose cold gaze swept over, eyes unreadable; Sixth shivered, why did Mason’s gaze feel so intimidating?
Aurelia watched the car drive away, just as she was about to leave, a car horn honked, and a luxury van pulled up in front of her.
The window rolled down, revealing Tyler Thomas’ face with a professionally standard smile, "Aurelia, are you also heading to the set? Let us give you a lift."
Aurelia raised an eyebrow, would Tyler be so kind? The rumors between her and Andrew Kennedy were still all over the place, and they had no intention of explaining. At this critical mont, if she got into their car and was photographed by reporters, it would confirm the rumors.
Amanda Fuller tactfully declined, "No need, it’s just a few steps, we can walk."
What Aurelia realized, she obviously realized too.
At this point, the further Aurelia stayed away from them, the better.
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