"Speaking so loudly, aren’t you afraid the servants will hear and tell your father?" Clara Philips growled at her foolish daughter in anger.
Jovana Shaw, with tears streaming down her face, choked with grievance, "Dad’s not in the room, and you have no idea how Aurelia Shaw just treated me. Mom, I can’t stand it anymore. Why should that wicked woman enjoy everything? Dad loves you. Don’t you want to get rid of that eyesore?"
"Her mother has already taken Dad away; does she also want to steal his love from his daughter?"
Clara Philips sighed, "Daughter, you don’t realize walls have ears. Balthazar Shaw feels guilty towards Aurelia now. We can’t reveal our intentions in front of him. Our position in the Shaw Family isn’t stable yet; we can’t openly make a move against Aurelia."
"If not openly, then we can do it secretly..." Jovana Shaw’s eyes lit up.
Clara Philips looked at Jovana Shaw in confusion, "Why are you so eager to get rid of her? Did that girl do something?"
Hearing this, Jovana Shaw’s nose turned sour, and she began to cry, speaking through her tears, "The photo we planted was useless. Just now, Aurelia humiliated and schemed against me in front of Mason Nightshade. Mom, I can’t tolerate it anymore. Why can’t we just kill that little wench who dares to stand over me?"
"Mason is completely beguiled by Aurelia now. If she’s not removed, I’ll never get Mason’s heart. Mom, I’m genuinely in love with Mason. If it wasn’t for Dad forbidding it, marrying Mason was supposed to be my right. All of this should have been mine. Why should that little bitch take it away? Mom, think of a way; I want to marry Mason; I have to marry him."
"My precious daughter, when you cry, it makes my heart ache." Clara Philips wiped the tears from Jovana Shaw’s face, a cold gleam flashing in her eyes. "To think that photo couldn’t even stir up trouble between them."
"Perhaps Mason hasn’t seen the photo," Jovana Shaw said coldly, her mind gradually calming down.
"That’s possible." Clara Philips squinted, "How could any man tolerate his woman thinking about another man? Maybe I hid the photo too well. Don’t worry, my precious daughter; during breakfast, I still have a plan."
Hearing this, Jovana Shaw smiled, "Mom, I knew you were the best. That Aurelia girl seems different from before lately. Could she have discovered our plot?"
Clara Philips snorted disdainfully, "That girl has been manipulated by us for over a decade. If she could have seen through us, she would’ve long ago. Don’t worry. I’ll arrange everything."
"Hmm!" Jovana Shaw nodded, "Mom is the best."
"My precious daughter, you must put in the effort to win Mason’s heart soon." Those 3% shares from Transmission Entertainment shouldn’t go to that little bitch Aurelia for nothing. "If there’s really no other way, let Mason take your body. The Nightshade Family is a prestigious noble family; they won’t dare deny responsibility for such a thing."
A cold glint flashed in Jovana Shaw’s eyes, "I understand, Mom."
"Help me tie my tie!"
A tie was thrust in front of Aurelia Shaw, and Mason Nightshade looked down at her imposingly, his gaze uncompromising. Aurelia suddenly recalled what she had said to Jovana Shaw just moments ago—"Only lowly, inferior people help others tie their ties..."