"Would something like this happen to you?" Aurelia Shaw didn't answer Grayson Quinn's list of possibilities and asked instead.

"Of course not!" Grayson Quinn replied confidently.

How could his skills result in such a basic accident? 160 miles is nothing to him, just like a regular driver going at 30 miles.

Aurelia shrugged and looked at him with a stupid expression, "Well, there you have it."

Well, there you have it...

Grayson Quinn felt discriminated against again, and this time it was strong, yet he couldn't rebut it. Should he argue that he's a terrible driver so she wouldn't trust him?

For the first time, Grayson Quinn found having good driving skills a burden.

"The soldiers trained by Mason Nightshade aren't bad," Aurelia lightly commented. It was the first time she praised Mason Nightshade.

Grayson Quinn rarely heard Mason Nightshade's name from her and raised an interested eyebrow, "You trust Bro Night like that? Aren't you two giving each other the cold shoulder?"

"Cold shoulder is one thing," Aurelia said calmly, "But his capabilities are undeniable. Also, to correct you, we're not giving each other the cold shoulder; we're in divorce negotiations."

"Screech—"

Grayson Quinn, who could drive steadily even at 160 miles, uncharacteristically swerved the steering wheel, and the car made an S-curve, nearly crashing into another vehicle.

He quickly steadied the car, his surprised voice escaping his throat first, "You're divorcing Bro Night?!"

"Yes." Different from Grayson Quinn's shock, Aurelia remained calm, "I gave him the divorce agreement, but he tore it up. The ones at home were also found and thrown away by him. Lately, it's been frustrating. I can't see him to talk about the divorce issue either."

Listening to Aurelia's calm tone speaking these alarming words, Grayson Quinn felt his mind buzzing, unable to immediately digest the explosive news.

No wonder I heard from Little C that he's on the verge of collapse working overtime recently.

Initially thought Mason Nightshade's workaholic habits were acting up again, turns out this was the reason.

He had never seen Mason Nightshade afraid of anything.

Always thought he feared nothing, but he too has things he's afraid of.

"Hey, you really plan to divorce Bro Night?" Grayson Quinn asked, watching Aurelia's brow furrow in frustration through the rearview mirror.

"Do you think I'd joke about getting divorced?" Aurelia raised an eyebrow in response.

"Weren't you very fond of Bro Night before?" Although he hadn't witnessed these events personally, rumors in the unit said that she chased after Bro Night, and he agreed to marry her only because he had no other options.

Of course, some said that Bro Night went back to revive the family's business and marrying the Shaw Family's daughter would greatly help the company.

But Grayson Quinn knew.

It wasn't like that.

Whatever Mason Nightshade wanted to achieve, he could. Though he spent years in the army, he wasn't clueless about business matters, and besides... he is Mason Nightshade! He never needed to sacrifice anything to achieve his goals.

Grayson Quinn had seen firsthand how Mason Nightshade coldly rejected women who pursued him in the army.

Not giving them an inch of opportunity to get close.

If Mason Nightshade really wanted to, Aurelia wouldn't even have the chance to cling to him, and his marrying her only indicated that Mason Nightshade also had feelings for her. Grayson Quinn wasn't sure how deep Mason Nightshade's love ran, but that night, he saw with his own eyes how Mason nearly went mad with despair due to her indifference.

He had never, ever, seen Mason Nightshade like that before.