CHAPTER 466: CHAPTER 466 CONSPIRACY

That pervert, did he keep watch outside the whole night last night?

I found out Mason Nightshade had insomnia back at the old house, when we shared a room.

Aurelia was puzzled back then, why did Mason keep staring at her every night?

His gaze was so intense, it was hard for her to ignore it.

Gradually, she learned that Mason had insomnia.

As for why he had to stare at her... Aurelia couldn’t figure it out either.

Maybe some line of thought between them was just connected, or maybe she looked particularly sleepy.

"Sister, are you going to the set later?" Jovana Shaw cautiously asked at the dining table.

Balthazar Shaw frowned in displeasure, but when he glimpsed her slightly pale, somewhat nervous face, he thought again and held back.

She was just concerned about Aurelia’s schedule, not doing anything bad.

It must be said, acting weak is quite effective.

Especially since Jovana has such a naturally delicate face.

Having pretended to be weak for so many years, though she’s not skilled in much else, she’s become adept at this.

It’s almost as if she plays the role to perfection, perhaps even Jovana herself hasn’t realized that this has become another version of her.

So even the decisive Balthazar Shaw in the business world didn’t see Jovana’s unusual behavior.

Aurelia didn’t even bother to lift her eyelids, merely responding with a vague "Hmm."

She drank the last sip of porridge and licked her lips.

The action seemed unintentional, but was alluring.

Watching her intently, Jovana felt her heart skip a beat and her face remained unchanged, but her fingers tightened secretly beneath the table.

The more she looked at that face, the more beautiful it seemed, and the more she wanted to tear it apart.

Why, with the same father, was her face more beautiful than hers? Why was it so unfair?

In fact, many of Jovana’s actions subtly imitated Aurelia’s, perfectly incorporating them into her act of weakness.

Aurelia had noticed this long ago.

That’s why Jovana’s ending will be better than anyone else’s.

Bad people never get better endings, so she will send them to Hell herself.

Aurelia’s lips curved into a smile, her crimson lips smirked eerily cold.

Jovana happened to catch sight of that smile, her pupils contracted sharply, breath held, body trembling involuntarily.

She’s intentional, all of this, she is intentional, this woman is indeed a demon!

She knew all the things she had done to her over the years, there would be revenge.

She must get rid of her before that happens!

Jovana’s heart twisted.

After Aurelia left, Jovana hid in a secluded corner and made a secret call, "She’s gone out, you must get it done today! Once it’s done, I’ll transfer the remaining 300,000 to your account."

Jovana hung up and glanced at a photo of their mother on the cabinet, a flash of viciousness in her eyes.

She grabbed the album and threw it to the ground.

Glass shattered everywhere, and she wasn’t satisfied until she stomped on it a few more times, then she smiled triumphantly.

"What are you looking at? Soon your daughter will join you down there."

-

Aurelia, unaware of Jovana’s scheming, sat in the car, intently reading the script.

The driver suddenly turned pale.

Aurelia noticed something odd about the driver, his body shaking continuously, and his face unusually pale, "What’s happened?"

Maybe because something had happened in the car before, Aurelia was extraordinarily sensitive to such matters.