Chapter 1191: Is This Little Cat Really Gentle?
From the crowd, someone let out a low chuckle. It was a gray-haired man, and his laugh was so quiet that only he could hear it.
Another surprise from her, huh!
Made him worry for nothing, sigh, truly a little darling who loves to surprise people.
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"Daddy!" In a corner, on an inconspicuous sofa, sat two people — one big, one small. They were wearing matching suits. The big one had a thoughtful expression, while the small one’s chubby face showed concern. Mason Campbell said, "Auntie Aurelia is in danger!"
Mark Campbell placed his hand on Mason Campbell’s head, "She won’t be in danger, not with that man by her side. He won’t let her be in danger." But... Aurelia Shaw, what kind of person exactly are you?
In Mark Campbell’s mind, the scene he had just witnessed flashed by: Aurelia Shaw let go of Cymbeline Jennings’ hand and smiled. Beautiful and stunning, like a gentle cat suddenly showing tiger-like sharp fangs.
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"Not moving aside?" Mason Nightshade spoke again, his cold eyes holding a dangerous gleam.
Nico Spencer’s spine went stiff, feeling an unbearable pressure in front of Mason Nightshade, who was decades younger than him.
He said, "You’ve already called the police, what’s the fear in staying a little longer? Do you not trust the woman in your arms, or has this woman really done something unspeakable? Don’t you want the truth? Wait here, you’ll get it soon. In a hurry to leave, others might think you’re feeling guilty."
At that moment, a servant ran over, "Master, the ambulance is arriving soon, the police will be here shortly."
Nico Spencer nodded, thinking it was Mason Nightshade’s business to call the police, but as the head of the Spencer Family, how could he let others handle the police for his wife’s incident, where would the Spencer Family’s face be then?
The plan was flawless and had reached this point, the woman in Mason Nightshade’s arms had to be removed!
"I didn’t say you were behind this. Your rush to throw the blame makes me think you really did plan this deliberately. After all, this is not your first time doing something like this." Mason Nightshade’s thin lips curled up.
Everyone instantly thought of Eleanor Spencer.
Like father, like daughter. All the tactics Eleanor Spencer used against Aurelia Shaw were witnessed by them, and now a ton of it could still be found online.
To say Nico Spencer sought revenge for his daughter... it wasn’t far-fetched at all.
"I don’t have such nerve as you. This place reeks of a foul atmosphere, I don’t want to stay another minute. When the police arrive, find me in the car." The last sentence was said to Gustavo Yates, and without turning back, Mason Nightshade left with Aurelia Shaw.
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Aurelia Shaw blinked at Mason Nightshade.
Mason Nightshade snorted, realizing she understood she was wrong and was now trying to act cute. She knew she went too far this time.
Mason Nightshade didn’t even glance at Aurelia Shaw, took her hand, and began cleaning her wound.
Aurelia Shaw hissed in pain, not faking it or playing pitiful, it truly hurt. "It hurts... it hurts, be gentle... gentle..."
Mason Nightshade’s jawline was tightly clenched, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line, looking intimidatingly stern and cold, he said nothing, hands not slowing down.
Aurelia Shaw initially cried out in pain but eventually didn’t dare to anymore, realizing her mistake. She could only bite her lip, enduring the excruciating pain until her lips nearly bled.
"Open your mouth!" Mason Nightshade’s voice suddenly rang out.
Aurelia Shaw was so startled she opened her mouth immediately, blinking at Mason Nightshade. She was done for, she really made him mad this time, how to appease an angry big dog?
Aurelia Shaw racked her brain, leaned over, and softly exhaled a fragrant scent across Mason Nightshade’s face. The next second, her soft warm lips gently kissed the corner of his lips.