Gustavo Yates had the same thought as Mason Nightshade. After pondering for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Call Caleb, change the scene!"
"Yes, boss." Gustavo Yates dared not disobey Mason Nightshade's order, turned around, and thought to himself: Should I buy a washboard on the way back? The maids probably have one.
When Aurelia Shaw was about to leave, Caleb came to inform her that the production would be paused for a while. As for the reason—even if Caleb didn't say it, Aurelia Shaw knew. Eleanor Spencer's face wouldn't be suitable for acting for a short period.
She didn't use any aphrodisiacs or anything on her. It was just that she returned the favor; that day, Eleanor secretly had an itching powder put on Aurelia's costume intending to embarrass her. In retaliation, Aurelia applied an itching powder ten times stronger than that on the costume Eleanor wore today.
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Eleanor Spencer's skin was probably so itchy that it would be scratched raw by now.
"Ha!" Aurelia Shaw sneered coldly. Did she still think she could be a match for her?
To rival her, one must have enough leverage.
Since she liked being a white lotus so much, Aurelia decided to let her play the part to her heart's content.
Aurelia got into the nanny's car, but Audrey Wood didn't drive off immediately. She glanced at Aurelia several times using the rearview mirror and asked her, "Where are we going? Home?"
Aurelia neither confirmed nor denied, reciting Mason Nightshade's address she said, "Go here."
Audrey Wood, unfamiliar with Mason Nightshade's house, heard this address for the first time and curiously asked, "Where is this? I've never heard you mention it before, did you move?"
"….." Aurelia's lips curved into a cold arc as she leaned back, her posture lazy yet dangerous. She lifted her eyelids, locking eyes with Audrey Wood in the rearview mirror, her gaze as chilly as ice. Audrey Wood shivered, feeling a chill run up her neck, and swallowed fearfully.
This Aurelia Shaw, how did she suddenly become so terrifying?
The feeling she gave off was like that of a murderer.
Aurelia's smile deepened, looking provocatively at Audrey Wood, but her words left no room for argument, "As my agent, the first thing you need to abide by is to mind your own business, I don't like disobedient assistants, bad kids must be punished."
Audrey Wood shuddered, nervously looking away, her grip on the steering wheel tightening.
Could she have found out?
The car stopped in front of a luxury villa apartment, and Audrey Wood stared in a daze at the apartment in front of her. The sound of the back door opening snapped her back to reality, and she hurriedly opened the car door to get out.
"Your leg isn't convenient, let me help you in." Audrey Wood said with a smile, but Aurelia rejected her "good intention."
"Is this your friend's house? Haha, it's really luxurious." Audrey Wood laughed twice, scrutinizing Aurelia's expression, "I've never heard you have such wealthy friends before; are they friends or family? Should I come pick you up later?"
Aurelia narrowed her almond eyes, a frosty glare flashing through them, "If you really can't control your mouth and love poking into other people's business, I have ways to ensure you keep your mouth shut forever."
Audrey Wood was taken aback by Aurelia's gaze, her hackles rising. She recalled seeing everything outside the break room door that day—if Aurelia really had that sort of relationship with Mason Nightshade, offending her would be equivalent to offending Mason Nightshade.
Audrey Wood's face shifted, as if changing a mask, now showing a sad expression, "Aurelia, don't be so wary of me. I'm just concerned about you, sigh. Since you don't want me to interfere with your life, I won't ask about these things anymore."