Mason Nightshade hurriedly ran in, his gaze instantly capturing Aurelia Shaw curled up in a corner of the sofa, his pupils suddenly contracting!
"Sorry, Young Master. Mr. Nightshade insisted on coming in," the assistant said.
The Viscount waved his hand to let the assistant leave, knowing there was no way an average person could stop Mason Nightshade.
Mason Nightshade strode over to Aurelia; the Viscount tried to stop him, but he was already a step too late.
The bottle in Aurelia's hand suddenly slashed toward Mason Nightshade. Despite his skills, the suddenness caught him off guard, and she managed to cut his palm. Crimson blood dripped down his fingers, yet Mason Nightshade's expression did not change. He stopped in place, raised his hands, and gently said to Aurelia, "It's okay, I won't hurt you. Let me come over and check on you, alright?"
Nobody noticed that when Mason Nightshade said this, his voice had a slight tremor at the end.
