"Mason Nightshade!" Adrian Cooper glanced sideways, calling out to him in time, "Have you found out who attacked Aurelia?" Adrian Cooper initially wasn't interested in this woman named Aurelia Shaw. To make this great president remember her, she wasn't qualified enough based on her identity. Although he knew Mason Nightshade married this woman, rumors said it was this woman who pursued him and insisted on marrying him. He didn't think much of it, just had a bad impression of the woman. However, yesterday when Mason Nightshade rushed out in such a hurry, he immediately had him investigate and report Aurelia's information to him. "It's being investigated." A streak of hostility flashed in Mason Nightshade's eyes. Adrian Cooper could tell at a glance that he had murderous intent. "Don't act impulsively. Although you're retired, you were a former Major General. You must be mindful of boundaries in your actions. I can let you handle the rest, but if it involves national security issues, you must thoroughly investigate them." "Okay." Mason Nightshade responded lightly, raising his hand to end the video. Suddenly, a woman's voice abruptly sounded, "Mason, Mason... Let me see Aurelia. I really like her performance in 'Dawnsong.' Let me see what she looks like in real life." Mason Nightshade's hand paused in mid-air for a moment, then pretended as if he hadn't heard, pressing the hang-up button. Grayson Quinn and Junia Simpson were petrified on the spot. He lifted his eyes, glancing at the two of them lightly. "Did you hear clearly what she just said?" The two were taken aback, then immediately shook their heads. Damn! The threat was so obvious; how could they dare say they heard clearly? Presidential residence. Adrian Cooper had a dark expression, shouting inwardly: Mason Nightshade, how dare you hang up on my wife's call! How dare you hang up on my wife's call! No way, I must retaliate, I must retaliate against your wife. Ava Thompson comforted her husband, who was dialing a number, with a mix of tears and laughter. "Honey... don't be angry, Mason didn't mean it, I'm fine..." Inner thoughts: Mason, Aurelia... May you both look after yourselves... —— Read complete versıon only at 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑~𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖾~𝖓𝖊𝖙 Nightshade Residence. Aurelia Shaw had a long dream. In the dream, she was cornered by several men in a deep alley. Two people held her hands, and another tore at her clothes... She clearly remembered dealing with these people! Why was the same thing happening again? She struggled desperately, only to receive a harsh slap. A needle pierced into her arm, and somehow she had no strength left. The men watched her with sinister smiles. Just as despair set in, a tall and slender man's silhouette appeared in her blurred vision, his face worried and anxious, striding toward her. A car drove past behind him, the headlights illuminating his face... Aurelia Shaw opened her eyes, with residual fear and murderous intent in them, abruptly encountering the handsome face of a man sleeping beside her. She was momentarily stunned; the man's face overlapped with the one illuminated by the lights in her dream. How could she have such a dream? Aurelia Shaw tried to sit up, but a pair of hands pressed down on her shoulders. Mason Nightshade had somehow awakened, with deep dark circles under his eyes. He held her shoulders, not allowing her to move. "Don't move. If you need anything, tell me, and I'll get it for you." Aurelia Shaw lay down, speaking. Mason Nightshade got out of bed, poured her a glass of water, and thoughtfully inserted a straw. Aurelia Shaw peeked at him with childish eyes, seeing his insistence, helplessly using the straw to take two sips. "Not thirsty anymore?" Mason Nightshade asked her. Seeing Aurelia Shaw shake her head, he put the glass of water away. Looking back, he noticed her lips were moist, with a droplet of water remaining at the corner of her mouth. Indeed, just like her carefree personality, she couldn't even take care of herself while drinking water.