Chapter 1135: I Thought You Liked It
Mason Nightshade didn’t even spare a glance at Charlotte Wood, standing protectively behind Aurelia Shaw.
The man, tall and imposing like a wall, shielded her from the wind and rain from behind.
Charlotte felt this scene was a bit of an eyesore and said to Aurelia, somewhat dismissively, "Just call my butler directly tomorrow. Although it seems you don’t appreciate my goodwill, and you were rough with me just now... but I believe you didn’t mean it, so I’m willing to give you another chance.
You can use the extra wages from the servants to buy a few outfits, so you don’t have to wear last season’s discounted clothes."
"Why didn’t you tell me you didn’t have any clothes to wear?" Mason asked Aurelia.
Charlotte was momentarily stunned, thinking he was asking her, and instinctively replied, "Huh? It’s not me who doesn’t have clothes to wear, I was saying she..."
After saying this, Charlotte noticed that the man’s gaze wasn’t on her at all but on the vixen instead.
Dammit, why does this vixen like to seduce men everywhere she goes?
Such a dignified and rare good man, she absolutely couldn’t let him go.
Charlotte gave the manager a glance and moved towards Mason.
The manager dared not be careless. Since Charlotte was making a move herself, that man was likely to fall for her seductive charm. Don’t be fooled by her pure appearance; she’s quite flirtatious at heart.
Thus, he busied himself accordingly.
Charlotte: "I’ve booked a private room inside. Let’s go in and chat while we eat?"
Mason sighed, a pampering smile on his lips, seemingly helpless, "Why do you like wearing your old clothes out again? I remember asking the servants to throw those clothes away for you."
Charlotte was stunned by this statement, and so were the others present.
Even if Charlotte was foolish, she could tell this wasn’t said to her, but to the vixen she spoke of.
"You... you know each other?" Charlotte asked, stunned.
"Yes." Mason looked at Aurelia, his eyes full of tenderness, "She’s the one I like. I’m pursuing her, but she hasn’t agreed to it yet."
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Those who had been saying Aurelia was being kept by a sugar daddy now felt the sting of their own words.
Charlotte’s lips twitched, "If she’s really as good as you say she is, why would she wear discounted clothes from last season? Sir, I know you’re being kind, but you need to see clearly; some people aren’t worth your effort to defend them.
Alright, everyone, let’s disperse.
Forget it, I won’t ask you to pay for this dress. Whether you want to come work as my servant is up to you."
"So, he was just defending her."
"I almost thought he was really pursuing her. Now that I look, she’s not bad looking. Maybe we should invite her over to sit later."
People around were gossiping.
Aurelia clearly felt the icy cold atmosphere around her.
She glanced at Mason.
As expected, Mason’s expression was dark, the calm before a storm.
He frowned lightly, his gaze somber, as he looked at Aurelia, "Why waste your time on people like this when you have so much time?"
Charlotte was about to speak when a voice interrupted.
Laced with a hint of laziness.
"Hm? I thought you liked me." Aurelia curved her lips, her smile charming and captivating.
Mason sighed, his demeanor that of someone faced with a mischievous child, yet willing to indulge, "Now others have misunderstood.
This game of dressing down as a civilian, let’s not play it anymore, as there really are people without the intellect to understand."