Chapter 1346: How Did Alaric Wood Know?

Chapter 1346: Chapter 1346: How Did Alaric Wood Know?

"Miss Shaw is in her room."

Alaric Wood arrived at the door of Aurelia Shaw’s room.

He knocked on the door, but no sound came from inside.

After knocking several times without any response, Alaric frowned.

"May I come in?"

Alaric pushed the door open and looked at Aurelia Shaw in the hanging chair, momentarily stunned.

"I thought you weren’t in the room." Alaric exhaled.

Sunlight bathed Aurelia Shaw, her long, seaweed-like hair cascaded behind her, her demeanor was languid, her face devoid of makeup, and her naturally expressive eyes gazed at a distant place.

It gave a sense of tranquil times.

"Alaric?" Aurelia Shaw finally snapped back to reality.

"I knocked several times and didn’t hear your reply, I feared something was wrong, so I came in, I’m sorry."

"There’s no need to apologize." Aurelia smiled as her eyes curved, "You never need to say sorry to me."

Alaric was taken aback.

He had said the same words to her many times.

But it seemed she never listened.

"Alright."

Alaric nodded.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Some work-related issues, nothing important." Aurelia instinctively didn’t want to share too much with Alaric. "Is the meal ready? Let’s go eat."

Alaric could sense Aurelia’s resistance towards him.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

Even though Aurelia remembered their childhood connection, in the present, they were still two unfamiliar strangers.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

Work-related issues... Alaric recalled her conversation with Amanda Fuller.

Watching Aurelia descend the stairs, Alaric dialed a number, "Contact the heads of major video platforms..."

After hanging up, Alaric’s gaze dropped in melancholy, a bitter smile forming on his lips.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

He had time, he would slowly wait for her to rely on him.

In the dining area, Aurelia had started breakfast, Alaric froze at the mango dessert on the table, his expression immediately darkened, "Who told you to make this!"

The servant trembled in fear, seeing the mango dessert, her knees buckled, kneeling to the ground, repeatedly bowing her head, "I didn’t mean to, please forgive me this time, I really didn’t mean to."

Alaric waved his hand, "Take it away."

Alaric threw the mango dessert into the trash can, scanning the others with a sinister look, "From now on, no food related to mango is to be served."

Upon hearing this, Aurelia’s hand grasping the chopsticks stiffened, she glanced at Alaric, her brows furrowed.

How did Alaric know about her mango allergy?

She only had brief interactions with Alaric when they were imprisoned together by the Mafia as children; the Mafia wouldn’t give them fruits like mango.

Therefore, Alaric wouldn’t know about her mango allergy.

There weren’t any records online about her mango allergy.

Where did Alaric find out?

Aurelia’s eyes shimmered with deep thoughts, her brow slightly furrowed.

Alaric had more secrets than she imagined.

After eating, Aurelia returned to her room, the "ding" of her computer signaled unexpectedly, it was a reply from the video platform executive she messaged in the morning.

Aurelia hadn’t harbored much hope.

Her reputation was irreparably damaged now, if it weren’t for the public thinking the company belonged to Viscount Turner, even her company’s productions and artists would be completely blacklisted.

Aurelia replied to each message, then sent a message to Amanda Fuller.

Settling down, Aurelia habitually knocked on Hadrian Turner’s door, but there was no response.

She was about to give up when a "hissing" sound came through her headphones.