"Women tend to be a bit naggy, but hitting them in front of me is not quite right, is it?"
This Mason Nightshade, he's really hot-headed. No matter how impressive the Nightshade Family is, he should still consider him a senior, yet he's making him lose face in front of so many people.
Mason Nightshade chuckled coldly, signaling with his eyes for Gustavo Yates to continue, and said softly, "Since Aunt Cymbeline can't control her own mouth, I'll help her remember, so she'll know who she can mess with and who she can't, saving you from trouble in the future."
Nico Spencer tightened his grip.
This was Mason Nightshade's indirect warning to him.
Aurelia Shaw had long known of Mason Nightshade's sharp tongue, so she wasn't surprised to see Nico Spencer unable to respond.
Meanwhile, Gustavo Yates grabbed Eleanor Spencer's neck. "Slap, slap, slap..." Another ten slaps landed, and her small face immediately swelled into a pig's head.
