Noticing Bella Green’s unusual gaze, Fiona Grantham, although not turning back, had an inkling of what was going on.
Her eyes shifted slightly, and then she continued in an innocent tone.
"Bella, if you want fame, if you want heat, I can help you, but creating news is just too..."
Looking at the woman who seemed to hesitate to speak, Bella Green’s eyes grew colder.
At the same time, Mason Bennett also approached, and naturally heard Fiona Grantham’s words clearly, his expression turning even gloomier and more somber.
Seeing the man’s expression, Bella Green’s heart sank as well. She then coldly gazed at Fiona Grantham, confused whether her words were intentional or not.
"Do you also know that such news has a big impact on me?" The young man asked coldly.
Fiona Grantham opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.
Looking at the two in front of her, a nameless anger flared up inside Bella Green. She stood up from her small stool and turned to leave.
For some inexplicable reason, seeing the two standing together, Bella Green felt very annoyed.
Recalling Fiona Grantham’s words from yesterday and that Black Gold Card, Bella Green felt pain in every corner of her heart and even her organs.
She had barely taken a few steps when a dark figure blocked her path.
Looking up at that face so familiar that it was etched into her very core, Bella Green’s eyes almost reddened.
"Move aside," Bella Green said fiercely.
Looking at Bella Green in front of him, like a little puppy baring its sharp teeth and extending its claws, Mason’s anger dissipated slightly, leaving him only heartache.
"What are you running for?" The man barked displeased.
This harsh voice instantly made Bella Green’s nose tingle with sourness, and her eyes turned red.
"None of your damn business," Bella Green retorted stubbornly, glaring at him.
Fiona Grantham, seeing the man in front of her, was delighted and stepped forward quickly.
"Mason, why are you here?"
The woman’s soft voice made Mason Bennett frown. He looked at Fiona Grantham, an undertone of displeasure and irritation flashing in his eyes.
Could it really be true that they’re rumored to be a couple online?
This little thing is so small, looks like a minor compared to Fiona Grantham, who’s in her late twenties. How could they look like a couple?
Seeing Mason Bennett’s expression, Fiona Grantham was momentarily unsure of his thoughts, but tentatively asked.
"Did you come after seeing the news too?"
Mason Bennett didn’t answer, but his increasingly deep gaze said it all.
Fiona Grantham glanced at Bella Green helplessly, explaining implicitly.
"This matter is a misunderstanding. I didn’t expect it to be photographed. After all, going to Brocade Capital Mall was something only Bella and I knew, and we didn’t tell anyone else."
Hearing this, Bella Green almost laughed. Was this woman implying that she called the paparazzi herself?
"Why were you two out together?" Mason Bennett asked coldly.
This was what concerned him the most!
Fiona Grantham was taken aback, then gave a shy smile: "Your birthday is in a couple of days, so I thought of picking a birthday gift for you with Bella."
Hearing this, Mason Bennett was taken aback and then recalled yesterday’s bank message.
So, was the little one using the card yesterday to buy him a birthday gift?
Thinking of this, the man’s stern aura faded somewhat, and a faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the man smile, Bella Green was so angry her teeth hurt.
Damn pair, shamelessly flirting in public, aren’t they?