"Rest now, don't overthink." Aurelia Shaw didn't want to bla her for past mistakes.
"Aurelia..." Eliza Fletcher suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her, "Thank you."
She would never forget the feeling of being rescued by her, holding her felt reassuring, her scent so comforting that one felt safe knowing she was there, ensuring nothing bad would happen.
She truly thanked her; it was Aurelia who saved her and gave her a chance to be reborn.
Aurelia Shaw walked out of the hospital room, and Mason Nightshade suddenly embraced her, kissing her forehead and gently patting her back with his large hand, sowhat like soothing a child.
Aurelia Shaw lifted her gaze, "Mason, how do you always know when I need soone with ?"
At monts like this, she kept thinking about her foolish past.
"Going ho?" Mason Nightshade didn't answer her question.
Aurelia Shaw shook her head, her eyes were a little cold, "Going to see soone."
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Eleanor Spencer hadn't expected Aurelia Shaw to visit her.
After escaping from the hospital last ti, she was discovered by reporters and surrounded on the street for questioning. Later, when her father heard about it, he sent soone to bring her back. But then, her father had soone keep her there, forbidding her from taking a step outside the hospital.
Ha, imprisonnt in a different form.
Aurelia Shaw was the first person she had seen in days, excluding doctors and nurses.
"What are you here for?" Eleanor Spencer's expression turned cold, her face pale, yet she looked at this woman with disdain and arrogance.
At this point, there was no need for her to continue pretending; she had already seen through her anyway.
Aurelia Shaw pulled up a chair and sat down, "You kidnapped Eliza Fletcher?"
Seeing Eleanor Spencer's brief mont of shock followed by a sinister smile, she then asked, "Was it you who tricked Sister Man into the bar and had soone target her?"
Eleanor Spencer opened her mouth to say sothing, suddenly alert, looking around.
Aurelia Shaw said, "No police have co, and I don't have a recording."
"Aurelia Shaw, it's all your fault; they wouldn't have had to experience those things if not for you. They beca so miserable because of you; you're like a jinx, only bringing disaster to those around you." Despite Aurelia Shaw's words, Eleanor Spencer spoke cautiously, not directly admitting she was responsible.
Eleanor Spencer was truly a master at manipulating hearts; even at such a point, she pushed all the bla onto her. See, it's because of you that they encountered misfortune, because of you they're in this condition now; your existence only brings them despair, so always remain in self-reproach.
Aurelia Shaw stood up and approached Eleanor Spencer, donning white rubber gloves, her red lips curving into a peculiar smile, "Did you know that video of Eliza Fletcher was purposely sent to you by ? Did you know this whole scenario was deliberately orchestrated by ? I've personally viewed every segnt of those videos, even seeing which disgusting man you spent the entire night with in a hotel."
"Not only , but Mason Nightshade knows too. In front of us, you appear like a clown floundering in water, rejoicing before drowning, unaware you're sinking deeper; your triumph at every step is advancing towards Hell—truly pathetic."
"God is about to premiere, right? The schedule has been set and can't be changed, and that spectacular bed scene with the director of God, I'll release in the days before the film's opening to celebrate your movie premiere."
Watching Eleanor Spencer's face turn with shades of green and white, Aurelia Shaw smiled in satisfaction.
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