Mason Bennett wanted to consider her career and reputation.

Because of Francesca Willis’s earlier false accusations and the upcoming filming of Ninefold of Immortal Mountain,

he feared that their relationship might erase all of her efforts.

Some might even think it was their relationship that allowed Bella Green to secure the lead female role in this movie, after all, the film is invested by the Nathan Bennett Group.

He couldn’t bear to let her hard work and dedication end up as his credit...

If Bella Green knew about his little tactic, she’d surely have mixed feelings of laughter and tears.

Because she never thought about hiding her relationship with Mason Bennett at all.

It’s just that such things don’t need to be proactively mentioned, nor is there a need to deliberately conceal anything.

Yesterday at the banquet, she originally wanted to find him, but later, because of Joanne Jordan, she sulked and ignored him.

However, she never intended to deliberately hide anything.

Although acting is her passion, she wouldn’t compromise Mason Bennett for it.

...

As dusk fell, neon lights formed a dragon.

Kyoto’s nightlife is the most bustling and extravagant, filled with temptations of decadence.

At the Royal Court No. 1 club, the large private room was already crowded with people, chatting and exchanging drinks.

Mason Bennett sat on the couch, holding a wine glass, not taking a sip for quite some time, quietly watching the few men in front of him tease and joke.

"I say, Mason, why are you still as aloof as when you were in school? Those who know you know you’re here to have fun, those who don’t might think you’re here for a meeting."

Someone joked with a smile.

"Ha, don’t you know him? It’s already a favor for him to show up!"

Mason Bennett looked at the two men sitting across from him, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

"Why hasn’t Aaron White arrived yet?"

"Oh, so we’re all just decorations then."

The man waved his hand, looking helpless.

Mason Bennett’s lips curled slightly, as he kicked him.

Seeing him smile, Dean Carter laughed heartily: "That’s more like it, it’s a gathering, buddy, don’t make it feel as serious as a meeting, looking like that, even with a handsome face, no woman would be interested in you."

Mason raised an eyebrow at the comment: "How do you know no one’s interested in me?"

His little darling was certainly interested.

"Even if they were interested, they’d have been scared away by now." Dean Carter rolled his eyes.

Beside them, Nicholas Smith couldn’t help but laugh: "I remember back in school, Mason was the school heartthrob, even with his perpetually cold face, he had enough admirers to circle the campus several times."

Speaking of this, Dean Carter felt frustrated.

He couldn’t understand why such an unromantic ice face was so popular.

Mason Bennett pressed his lips together, remaining silent, still leaning there, looking like an ascetic monk uninterested in anything.

He’s naturally reserved, and attending this gathering was primarily because a few of them were good friends during school days.

Even though they weren’t in touch as frequently after graduation, their bond hadn’t faded.

Whenever in Kyoto, Aaron White would gather everyone for a get-together.

Although Mason Bennett wasn’t one to cause much commotion, he rather enjoyed this atmosphere.

The two men before him were those he was closest to during school days.

Of course, that included Aaron White.

As for the others, one could say they’re acquaintances, pretty okay, but not particularly close.

Just then, Dean Carter suddenly got excited and tugged at Ashley Smith’s hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, isn’t that Joanne Jordan? She’s actually here?"

Nicholas Smith looked over, slightly surprised.

"It really is her, but isn’t she heading towards us?"