Mason Nightshade's face was as dark as a pot's bottom.

Grayson Quinn lay back on the sofa, feeling smug about his earlier defiance.

Mason Nightshade, with a grim face, got up and violently beat the person on the sofa.

After hanging up the call with Mason Nightshade, Aurelia Shaw asked Uncle Liu to pack some food. She took it out, drove a distance, and discovered a car following her.

Aurelia Shaw sneered.

Clara Philips really is relentless.

She turned the car into the city, strolled around a clothing store, bought a few clothes, and then wandered into an accessory shop.

Following behind her, Clara Philips gritted her teeth in secret: When did this little bitch suddenly have money to buy such expensive clothes and jewelry? Balthazar Shaw stopped their mother and daughter's funds, giving it all to this daughter instead.

She worked herself to the bone, taking care of him for so many years, if nothing else, she put in a lot of labor, yet because of a small matter, she was beaten and scolded by him, and even got her allowance cut off.

His daughter ignored him for years, gave him the cold shoulder, yet he keeps warming up to a cold reception.

Sidelining Balthazar Shaw in secret was indeed the right move.

Aurelia Shaw drove aimlessly, avoiding her true destination. When it was rush hour and her car was swallowed by traffic, the car trailing her soon disappeared, and only then did Aurelia drive to the cemetery.

Darkness fell.

Opening the cemetery, Jovana Shaw lay inside like a corpse. When a glimmer of light flashed past her eyes, she whimpered and wriggled. Upon seeing the person standing above, her face instantly turned ashen, choking back any sound she tried to make.

She still remembered those parting words:

"Little Jovana, be good, no shouting or crying... Bad children will be punished."

Half her face was in pain, with no lights or mirrors around, she couldn't know what her face looked like. Her stomach ached with hunger, and even without the effects of the drug, her limbs wouldn't move.

Aurelia Shaw walked down with a smile, opening the food box.

The aroma of food wafted out.

Aurelia Shaw frowned, sighed lightly, "The food's gone cold, such a pity. If it weren't for your mother's pointless move of following my car, maybe you could have had a warm meal."

"Make do with it."

Aurelia Shaw suddenly yanked the cloth off Jovana Shaw's face, and fed her a bite of food.

The effect of the drug on Jovana Shaw had mostly worn off, allowing her to move her mouth freely.

She couldn't tell if it was day or night, but after shouting for hours, no one came.

Now her throat was sore and raw, and swallowing that bite of food made her face contort with pain.

Glancing at the icy, cold smile on Aurelia Shaw's face with the help of the light, her heart jolted. Aurelia wouldn't leave her here alone unless she'd set everything up. There's no way she'd let anyone hear her cries for help.

Suddenly, she had a feeling: If she didn't let her go, would she be stuck here forever?

No, she didn't want that!

Tears welled up in Jovana Shaw's eyes. She pushed Aurelia Shaw aside and crawled towards the exit.

But she hadn't crawled a meter before Aurelia Shaw stepped on her back, gazing at the overturned food box on the ground with a soft sigh, "Why are you so disobedient?"

She lifted her chin, eyes cold as ice, "Do you realize that you've spilled your food for these last few days?"

Aurelia Shaw sneered, taking out a tube and, seeing Jovana's fear and struggle, kindly reminded, "Little Jovana, be obedient. Sister doesn't want to hurt you. Be good, and it won't hurt, understand?"

Gazing into those deep almond eyes, Jovana Shaw inexplicably nodded, letting her inject the substance into her body, and her entire strength vanished instantly.