"Do you still have the photos from the day Eleanor Spencer had an accident on the set?"
Amanda Fuller replied quickly as always.
"I do! Is my idol planning to deal with her? I completely support it!"
Seeing the scandal exposed on Weibo, Amanda already didn't like Eleanor, and now she despised her even more. She had judged her character correctly from the start; Eleanor seemed gentle and frail on the outside but was actually a cunning and ruthless woman inside.
Aurelia Shaw asked Amanda for a photo but didn't tell her the purpose.
Her thinking was similar to Mason Nightshade's, and she had implemented it earlier than Mason, especially during the filming of "Dawnsong"... Sometimes, just by controlling the scale slightly, an insider could tell she was highly skilled, while an outsider might think the other character was more talented than her.
This photo would come in handy one day, and at that time, it could very well be the final push that sends her into Hell.
Aurelia slowly curled her lips, a cold glimmer flickering in her peach blossom eyes.
"I'm taking Grayson Quinn back." Mason Nightshade's voice suddenly rang out.
Aurelia, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up at Mason, then glanced at Grayson standing behind him, nodding her chin slightly, "Got it."
Seeing her clearly indifferent response, Mason felt a stabbing pain in his heart, took a deep breath, said nothing, and walked out with his car keys.
Grayson followed behind him.
Watching him walk straight to the car without a word, Grayson said, "I didn't even drink. Do you really need to drive me? Makes me look pretentious."
Mason leaned in the car, searching in the glove compartment for a long time before finding a pack of cigarettes, taking one out, lighting it, and exhaling smoke that obscured his face.
He hadn't smoked in a long time.
No, wait, just this period. After she passed away, he developed a habit of smoking and drinking, and only after being reborn and seeing her alive again did he quit smoking.
"You smoke?" Grayson was surprised, "I haven't seen you smoke before?"
"I didn't have much of a habit before." He learned to smoke for a while during school, but soon quit. After joining the army, he hadn't touched cigarettes. This pack was left by a client in his car last time.
"You really fell for her?" Grayson suddenly asked.
Mason's lost and dejected appearance—he had never looked for anyone before. With his good looks, many girls in the army pursued him, but he never paid attention to them, not even glancing at that group of girls. The only one who was slightly closer was Junia Simpson, but that was because Junia was capable and it was within the scope of their public duties.
Sometimes he wondered what someone like Mason would be like if he truly fell in love with someone? And what would the woman he loved be like?
He thought, the girl who could be loved by a man like Mason would probably be overjoyed, but who would've thought Aurelia was the exception, with Mason only having eyes for her.
Mason let out a low sound from his throat, the smoke veiling his face, merging with the shadows of the night, obscuring his emotions, leaving only a heavy sense of gloom.
Grayson suddenly remembered something from a long time ago, when they first joined the army. Mason was an ordinary new recruit, just more attractive than others, with skin that didn't tan no matter how much sun it got. From the start, he was pursued by many girls, but just like now, he never even glanced at any of them.