Chapter 1452: Mason Nightshade and Viscount Zhou Quarreling

Chapter 1452: Chapter 1452: Mason Nightshade and Viscount Zhou Quarreling

Aurelia furrowed her brows, her expression serious, "Wasting food is shameful! Do you know how it felt being locked in a hospital room in my past life without a bite to eat? Since then, I’ve made up my mind never to waste food again. You should eat something too. I see the Parker Family has prepared so much, yet no one’s eating. The leftover food will likely go to waste after the banquet ends."

The Viscount chuckled, finding her amusing and couldn’t help but tease, "There are servants, you know. They are more than eager to taste this high-end food. You should eat less and leave more for them."

Aurelia immediately protected her mousse cake.

Over there, murderous intent flickered in Mason Nightshade’s eyes, "Go help Aurelia pry that man’s mouth open. Whatever Aurelia wants to know, get it all out of him! Once done, toss him into the prison over in the Northern Wastes."

"Understood, boss." Gustavo Yates followed the servants who took the man away.

Mason Nightshade stood up.

He walked over to Aurelia’s side, ignoring the gazes around him, and wrapped an arm tightly around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. His large hand stroked her silky long hair, as if comforting a frightened kitten, "Were you scared? That damned person dared to touch you with his filthy hand."

Aurelia didn’t shy away, not intending to hide her relationship with Jareth Lucas, especially since this is M Nation. She wasn’t famous enough for high society insiders to gossip about her.

Her mischievous almond eyes curved into a smile as she ate her mousse cake, speaking lightly, "If such a person could hurt me, wouldn’t all you’ve taught me be in vain? He’s far worse than Dylan Harper and his skills. If it weren’t for so many people watching, I’d have broken his hand on the spot."

"Good girl." Mason Nightshade kissed the top of her head, his gaze still dark and cold. Those people dared to lay a finger on his Aurelia; he planned to find an opportunity to teach them a lesson they’ll remember, knowing what can’t be touched.

The Viscount’s eye twitched, "You two, mind yourselves!"

Mason Nightshade glanced at him sideways, snorted coldly with arrogance, "Can’t hold her yourself, and here you are, jealous."

The Viscount had matured a lot over the years, becoming much better at hiding his emotions, but Mason Nightshade’s jab instantly set him off.

"Who says I can’t hold anyone! I also have many women throwing themselves at me!"

After saying this, the Viscount quickly took a glance at Aurelia and regretted it immediately.

Mason Nightshade, sly as ever, didn’t plan on giving the Viscount a chance to take back his words. His lips curved, "I see that woman, Seraphina Parker, is very interested in you. You can find her and incidentally get some information for Aurelia, ask her how she hurt Aurelia."

"I don’t like her!" The Viscount replied irritably. Why did he become so unsettled whenever he met Mason Nightshade? He was like a bomb ready to explode at any moment.

"What style do you like then?" Mason Nightshade pursued.

"I..." The Viscount’s gaze unintentionally fell on Aurelia, his throat seeming blocked, unable to speak.

Aurelia was stunned, staring at the Viscount, something brewing in her mind when Mason Nightshade lifted her chin, leaned down, and kissed her, using the tip of his tongue to lick away the cream at the corner of her mouth.

Aurelia’s face flushed, and her hackles rose instantly.

Mason Nightshade chuckled lowly, his playful demeanor lingering as he held her small hands, gently and patiently kneading them, "I’ve got a lot of muscles; you already know that. It hurts even hitting my own hand, so use something next time."

How could anyone teach someone to hit their own hand with something?! Aurelia was so upset she didn’t know what to say, but her anger dissipated with his words.