Returning to the room, just as she pushed open the door, a deep, husky voice suddenly rang out.
"Where did you go?"
Aurelia Shaw was startled and turned on the light. The room instantly became bright, revealing a tall man lounging on the sofa, legs apart. His hair was tousled, shirt crumpled and missing two buttons. Despite his handsome face showing fatigue, his eyes were very red, emanating a gloomy, sinister aura.
Aurelia looked at the man in a daze, for a moment thinking she had mistaken him for someone else.
She had never seen Mason Nightshade like this before.
In her impression, Mason Nightshade was an aristocrat, aloof and noble, never initiating conversations with others. There was something deeply mysterious in his gaze, making it impossible to fathom. Steady and profound, he excelled in any field, and his brilliance was impossible to ignore.
Back when she was in M Nation, it was this very quality that attracted her to him, drawing her in, unable to extricate herself.
