Chapter 1434 - 1423: The Scheming Mother and Daughter

Chapter 1434: Chapter 1423: The Scheming Mother and Daughter

"Running so far, how am I supposed to wash you?"

Mason Nightshade squeezed shampoo into his palm, then poured body wash.

Aurelia Shaw’s cold and elegant face blushed crimson, glaring angrily at Mason Nightshade, "I think you just want to take advantage of me!"

Mason Nightshade chuckled lowly, bit her ear, and whispered against her earlobe, "You’re right, my dear wife.

My dear wife understands me best.

My dear wife, I haven’t had dinner yet, coming to your place, aren’t you supposed to entertain me?"

Aurelia Shaw was completely defeated by Mason Nightshade’s shamelessness.

The two tangled for an hour.

Mason Nightshade carried Aurelia Shaw back to bed.

Aurelia Shaw was too tired to move, lifting her weary eyelids, she saw several used condoms in the trash can, and felt at ease.

Mason Nightshade had been too unusual these times, demanding too frequently, forcing her to overthink.

But it seems she overthought.

Meanwhile, in another villa, Alison cried her heart out, clutching Clara Philips, her heart trembling, lips pale, "Mommy, what should I do? It must be Aurelia Shaw, that little b*tch, who caused it. Now my photos are everywhere online. Mommy, can you beg Daddy to help remove those photos?

I am his daughter. He surely wouldn’t want such things."

Clara Philips held Alison tightly, though she hated her daughter’s stupidity, caught by Aurelia Shaw again, yet she’s still her daughter.

"You can’t let him know! His purpose in bringing us back was to ruin Mason Nightshade, to ruin Aurelia Shaw. Not only did we fail, but we’ve caused such a scandal. If he finds out, he’ll abandon us as pawns.

This matter has to be resolved secretly before he knows."

Alison shivered at the thought of that man, though he was her biological father, she didn’t feel any fatherly love from him.

Compared to him, Balthazar Shaw felt more like a father.

But Alison wouldn’t regret it.

Since Balthazar Shaw recognized Aurelia Shaw, who is not his biological daughter, why wouldn’t he recognize her as his daughter?

Alison believed that everything was Balthazar Shaw’s fault; it’s his fault she’s fallen to this point.

"But Mommy, my photos are everywhere online, what if Daddy sees them..."

Clara Philips made a call to give orders, fortunately, that person left her some useful people, whom she had managed to bring over to her side.

"I’ve had the photos handled. Don’t show your face during this time; I’ll claim you’re sick, so as not to arouse Daddy’s suspicions.

Little Ru, if we lose our value, we’ll be dealt with secretly, with no chance of turning things around.

Don’t cause me trouble during this time, Aurelia Shaw, that little b*tch, one day I’ll make her taste the feeling of living hell."

Cold ruthlessness flashed in Clara Philips’ eyes.

Alison thought of that scene, a smile crept on her lips, she nodded dutifully.

"Mommy, don’t worry, I’ll listen to everything you say."

Mommy’s the best; she can handle anything, much better than that useless father, Balthazar Shaw.

The morning glow filtered through the curtain’s slit, shining on the slightly messy bed.

Aurelia Shaw turned over, sensing the firm muscle feel, she suddenly awoke from her sleep, stunned and bewildered looking at Mason Nightshade.

Mason Nightshade sat leaning against the bed, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Why are you still here? What if my brother sees you... No, you need to leave quickly."

Mason Nightshade hugged the anxious little woman who was trying to pack his things, his arms tightening to hold her in place.

Lowering his head, warm breath brushed against her face.

"Are you so eager for me to leave?"