How could it not be in the car? They got in the car together and got out together...
"Mason, I was just feeling awful at that time, and I put everything in my bag without thinking. It wasn’t intentional. You know I’m not that kind of person." Fiona Grantham shook her head, looking at him with a face full of grievance.
Mason Bennett looked at her indifferently, his face dark as the sea. If Fiona Grantham had only used his card, it wouldn’t have mattered.
But she had taken the card he gave to Bella Green, causing that little thing to throw a huge tantrum.
"Mason." Fiona Grantham looked at Mason Bennett’s reaction in disbelief, "We’ve known each other for so many years, and you’re doubting me because of Bella Green?"
The woman looked at Mason Bennett with a pained expression, questioning him.
"Fiona Grantham, quit this production, and from now on, stay away from Bella Green." The man’s voice was cold and commanding, allowing no refutation.
Fiona Grantham stumbled back, her eyes wide open as tears rolled down like they cost nothing.
Mason Bennett wanted her to quit this production?
For Bella Green, was he willing to disregard her career? Ignore her reputation?
"Even if I did take this card, so what? Does our relationship really pale in comparison to a card?" Fiona Grantham asked loudly, losing control.
She really couldn’t understand why Mason Bennett was making such a fuss over a card.
"This card belongs to Bella." Mason Bennett said matter-of-factly.
He was also telling her that Bella Green’s things were not to be touched...
Fiona Grantham felt as if her heart was being crushed, it hurt so much she could hardly breathe. Looking at the face engraved in her mind, she couldn’t bring herself to believe it.
The battle was over before it even began.
She was unwilling to accept it...
"The words you reminded me of before, I think now I understand what they meant."
That statement left Fiona Grantham in shock, unable to react, as she watched the man take Bella Green’s hand and walk away.
The scene flashed in her mind of her standing behind him in the production, watching him as all his attention was on Bella Green in the distance.
She once hinted to him that Bella Green... was a boy.
So, was he trying to say that even if Bella Green was a boy, he didn’t care?
Fiona Grantham felt a tight pain in her chest, everything went black, and she collapsed...
Dragged out of the production all the way, stuffed into the car.
Bella Green hadn’t even reacted when she saw Mason Bennett already in the car, throwing that black card into her lap, a cold threat in his voice.
"Try losing it again."
Bella Green took the card, shrinking her neck, then braced herself to speak.
"I mean, I’m not short of money now, so I really don’t need your card."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Mason Bennett’s icy gaze swept over her, without giving her a reply.
Bella Green swallowed, feeling uneasy, as if holding a hot potato.
If it were before, she would have just taken it casually.
But after what happened today, she inexplicably felt like taking the card meant belonging to him...
So she didn’t dare to take it.
Mason Bennett didn’t answer, instead lowering the passenger side window.
Bella Green looked outside, utterly confused.
"???" Brother, what’s the meaning of this, please explain?
"If you don’t want it, throw it away." The man said indifferently.
Bella Green: "..." What kind of ridiculous move is this?
"Of course, before you throw it away, don’t forget what I just said."