She had always thought that the one who conspired everything, leading to her family’s ruin and eventual tragic death, was Eleanor Spencer, but after calming down and thinking carefully over this period, it was clear that Eleanor alone couldn’t orchestrate such a big sche.
Mason Nightshade had said he wouldn’t touch Balthazar, that the Shaw Family’s affairs might be related to him, but without internal help, the Shaw Family couldn’t suddenly go bankrupt overnight.
Clara Philips and her daughter’s sudden disappearance is worth investigating.
She rembered once Eleanor received a mysterious phone call, seemingly from a woman.
Whether Clara Philips was involved in this cannot be confird anymore.
However, these things are no longer important to her.
Jovana Shaw’s face turned stiff, her fingers tightened around her phone, defiantly saying, "Do you think Leo would believe you? Without Mason Nightshade protecting you, do you think you could have held out in Q City for so long?
Let tell you, there are plenty of people in Q City who don’t like you. Without Mason protecting you, sooner or later, soone will take you out. You won’t remain smug for long."
Aurelia Shaw smiled, "You better worry about yourself. I don’t need to say anything to Leo Campbell; you’ll reveal your own weaknesses naturally.
Jovana Shaw, you don’t really think I won’t co back, do you?
Rest assured, I’m waiting to see your drama unfold."
Aurelia Shaw hung up the phone.
Jovana Shaw’s addiction would flare up by tomorrow at the latest, and when that happens, there’s no need for her to take action; the Campbell Family will handle it.
Without the Campbell Family’s backing, Clara Philips, who has enjoyed years of luxury and wealth, suddenly becos a penniless person, which is the best punishnt for her.
Aurelia Shaw was deep in thought when suddenly she heard a commotion from the crowd coming in her direction.
She looked up towards the source of the disturbance, wondering if soone had discovered her identity, and saw a tall, upright figure walking towards her.
Aurelia Shaw’s expression stiffened for a mont, then quickly returned to normal as Mason Nightshade stopped in front of her and looked down.
"Has Mister Nightshade’s health improved?" Aurelia Shaw asked casually, curling her lips.
Mason Nightshade seized her wrist and pulled her out.
"Mason Nightshade, what do you want?!" Aurelia Shaw struggled.
Wasn’t this man injured? How co his strength is still so great?
"Mason Nightshade, let go, or I won’t be courteous!" Aurelia Shaw’s face turned cold, the scorching temperature of his grip causing her wrist to ache, her fingertips trembling slightly as she tightly clutched them together.
Mason Nightshade stopped walking and turned back to look at her, "Do you want to talk here?"
He released her and smiled, "Fine, let’s talk here."
"Don’t leave."
Aurelia Shaw was massaging her wrist when she heard those words, paused, and looked up at him with a light smile, "Why should I stay just because you said so? Who are you to ?"
Her gaze casually swept over his left chest, seeing blood seeping through the white shirt, striking.
Aurelia Shaw glanced at it briefly and then looked away, mocking, "Are you tired of living? Keeping soone as dangerous as by your side, aren’t you afraid that one day, I’ll want to kill you again? Your luck won’t always be good enough to survive."
"You can try to kill as many tis as you want. I’ve said it, this life is yours." Mason Nightshade said calmly.
Aurelia Shaw laughed coldly, "What’s this? An act of redemption?"
"Yes, redemption," Mason Nightshade replied, pausing for a mont before sincerely saying, "I love you, those words, are true."
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