He sat upright, his eyes fixed on the computer, long and slender fingers rhythmically tapping the keyboard. As usual, he never hid his work from her, regardless of her close ties with the Mafia.
The servant brought the meal up.
Assist Aurelia Shaw out of bed.
"Ouch!" Aurelia cried out in pain, quickly glancing at Mason Nightshade, who didn't even flinch, his fingers still tapping on the keyboard, giving off a feeling of performing a solo scene.
Aurelia occasionally looked at Mason Nightshade while biting her chopsticks, unaware that she had inadvertently put a piece of chili in her mouth.
Mason Nightshade's eyes tightened, he swiftly grabbed the chili and threw it in the trash. "You're injured, you can't eat spicy food."
"Oh."
Aurelia poked at her food and hesitated inwardly for a while, "Mason Nightshade, about what I said earlier..."
Mason Nightshade glanced at her but said nothing, quietly eating his meal.
