CHAPTER 412: CHAPTER 412: ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO MAKE A MOVE AGAINST HIM?

"No," Aurelia Shaw shook her head, her gaze returning to her phone, "She’s been really popular lately, constantly appearing in TV dramas, and getting endorsement deals one after another. You see her on the Weibo headlines every few days."

"The higher they climb, the harder they fall," Albert sipped his coffee and concluded calmly, "And if the TV drama lacks quality, even if it trends high, the audience won’t buy it."

"If I remember correctly, it took her less than two months to climb to this height?"

"People get tired of aesthetics; over-exploiting the audience’s taste will result in as much criticism tomorrow as there is praise today. This isn’t her starting point, it will be her endpoint."

Albert, being an experienced actor, understood this better than anyone.

It’s not uncommon for newcomers to want to take shortcuts, climbing up in the shortest time, but the result is often a great fall after a big rise. The higher you climb, the harder you fall.

This is the law of the entertainment industry.

"This Eleanor Spencer will one day have a disastrous fall."

Aurelia Shaw’s smile curled, a cold gleam in her eyes. She said nothing, but her mind was racing.

Is this why Mason Nightshade is promoting her? It seems like his strategy—elevate her to make her feel the world is in her hands, and then drop her hard. He never acts unless he can make a fatal move.

Isn’t that the nature of wolves? To hide in the dark, observing secretly before hunting, finding your weakness, and then when you least expect it, they bite you to death...

Bzzz—

The phone’s ringtone interrupted her thoughts. Seeing the caller ID, she didn’t shy away from Albert and answered.

"Aurelia, the company has already registered it for you, and also, I took care of that matter," Viscount’s voice came through the phone.

He sat in his office chair, his legs crossed on the large desk, gloomily watching the sunlight coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, sitting in shadow.

Listening to Aurelia’s indifferent voice through the phone, "I know."

"Are you still planning to make a move on him?" he couldn’t help but ask. The computer screen showed headlines about Mason Nightshade lavishly spending for his wife on a business website.

He thought Mason might have genuinely fallen for her, but if she took this step, it might mean they could never be together again.

He supported whatever she wanted to do without conditions, even if it meant facing fire and water ahead, he would stand by her, but...

He feared that one day she might regret it.

"Yes." Aurelia detected the concern in Viscount’s voice for her, "You know me, once I’ve made a decision, I won’t change it, including this matter as well." She must do it.

The phone went silent for two seconds, and then Viscount suddenly slammed the table, "Fine! Whatever you want to do, I’ll help you do it. I’ve done plenty of bad things with you growing up, one more won’t hurt. If this works out, I could brag about it in the future."

Sweat as large as beans rolled down Aurelia’s forehead.

Why does that sound like she’s done all sorts of evil and even led the young astray?

After hanging up with Viscount, she noticed Albert watching her. She didn’t explain the content of the call, though he might have caught one or two words, "Could you tell me what happened at the auction?"

She remembered he had said he was buying it for someone else.

She might have been too self-absorbed, but she had a gut feeling that Albert was competing for that pink diamond for her.