The inner agitation was instantly soothed, Aurelia Shaw's emotions somewhat calmed down, but the sharpness at the corner of her eyes remained, and the hostility in her eyes had not dissipated.
Uncle Zhao had never seen Aurelia like this before, and he was a bit frightened.
He also worried about what she might do, based on what she had just said.
"Young master, is Miss Shaw okay?"
From Mason Nightshade's earlier words, Uncle Zhao recognized that the handsome and elegant man before him was the young master from years ago.
But what Uncle Zhao saw was intimidating.
Because the young master's face was very clouded and unpleasant.
Aurelia was led to Mason's car by him. He circled to the driver's seat, got in, glanced at her, leaned down, and fastened her seatbelt.
The man's crisp scent came over closely, carrying a faint lemon aroma. Aurelia was stunned, staring blankly at him, and unknowingly, her restless mood had completely settled down.
