Aurelia Shaw remained silent.

If Grayson Quinn is bringing this up, there must be some calculation behind it. However, getting him to owe her a favor could be worthwhile after all.

"Okay!" Aurelia agreed readily, "When?"

Grayson quickly provided the time and place, adding, "I'll come pick you up."

Aurelia didn't refuse; if she had a free driver, why not use him? Otherwise, she'd have to trouble Old Zhou again. Though Viscount Zhou never minded such things, it's not a long-term solution to keep using his driver.

Aurelia pondered if she should buy a car.

Grayson's car arrived quickly. The window rolled down, revealing the man's devilishly charming face. Grayson glanced up and down at her, lips curling slightly, showing no restraint despite Mason Nightshade's warning.

"Sister-in-law, you look great in anything. No wonder Brother Yu is so devoted to you." Grayson's lips curled into a teasing smile.

Aurelia couldn't be bothered to respond. The more attention you give Grayson, the more energetic he gets. The best way is to treat him like he's invisible.

Seeing Aurelia not responding, Grayson shrugged indifferently, grabbed his sunglasses, and put them on. He turned his head to glance at Aurelia sitting in the backseat, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Why did he feel like he was being treated like a chauffeur?

"Sister-in-law, I drive a bit aggressively. Hold on tight."

Aurelia glanced at him quietly, said nothing, pulled the seatbelt over and buckled it. She took out her phone and played with it calmly, not showing the slightest panic in response to his "kind" reminder.

Grayson was stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly, stepping on the gas pedal.

The car shot forward like an arrow released from a bow!

Grayson casually rested both hands on the steering wheel, his slender fingers dancing like butterflies deftly steering left and right. He wore a faint smile, and his slightly squinting eyes held a hint of mischief. He glanced at the rearview mirror, and his expression froze, his jaw nearly dropping in surprise.

Aurelia sat there, relaxed, her long and elegant legs crossed. Her pretty fingers held her phone, and her other hand gently tapped on it, seemingly engaged by something interesting. Her red lips curled into a faint smile, eyes reflecting a light-hearted smile.

The scenery outside flashed by like a blur. Her composed expression was in stark, glaring contrast!

Is she even a normal person!?

Hold on! Is she even a normal woman!?

Mason must have married a female dinosaur!

Seeming to notice Grayson's gaze, Aurelia lifted her eyes and shot him a glance, saying flatly, "Aren't we there yet?"

What was with this impatient tone!

He was already driving over 130 mph, and this woman had no sense of fear at all? What if something happened? What if there was an accident? At this speed, people could die, you know!

Seeing that Grayson seemed on the verge of wanting to slam the steering wheel, Aurelia kindly asked, "What's the matter?"

"Aren't you frightened at all?"

"Frightened of what?" Aurelia raised an eyebrow lightly.

"Afraid of an accident, what if… what if a big truck suddenly swerves out, or if I fail to react in time and crash into another car, driving at this speed is deadly!" Grayson had never felt so flustered before; he almost wanted to shout it out.

What on earth was running through Aurelia's head, can't she think like a normal woman?