Gustavo Yates rushed in, seeing Amelia Sherwood standing stiffly, he immediately understood the situation.

The boss was already frustrated because of the Young Madam, and this woman was trying to cozy up to the young master. Wasn’t this clearly asking for trouble?

"Miss Sherwood, please leave," Gustavo Yates said sternly.

"Who do you think you are? It was Mrs. Nightshade who told me to come. Do I need you, a mere assistant, to tell me whether I should go?" Amelia Sherwood said arrogantly.

Damn, now even a lowly assistant dared to bully her. After all, she was the future Young Madam Nightshade.

Gustavo Yates’s face turned cold, "I may not know who I am, but if Miss Sherwood insists on staying, don’t blame me for being rough."

The implication: Don’t make me show you what I can do.

"You..." Amelia Sherwood looked unwillingly at Mason Nightshade, but Gustavo Yates didn’t wait for her to say anything. He abruptly grabbed her wrist, and with a "crack" sound, dislocated her arm, tossing her to the doctor passing by outside.

"Put it back properly," Gustavo Yates said coldly.

An assistant? You need to see which boss the assistant works for.

...

With the annoying nuisance out of the way, Mason Nightshade’s mood didn’t improve.

He thought she still cared about him, whether it was the past life version of Mason Nightshade or the current one who treated her well. He originally planned to take advantage of their accidental meeting to gradually mend their relationship.

Mason Nightshade wasn’t afraid to wait, nor was he afraid to chase after her.

But now, it seemed obvious his plan had failed.

Aurelia hadn’t appeared at the hospital even once for some unknown reason.

"Damn it!"

He should have expected that, with Aurelia and Balthazar Shaw’s relationship being so tense, visiting him once was certainly her limit. Why would she come a second time?

Unexpectedly, for someone who usually considers every detail, he got flustered over this matter.

At this moment, Gustavo Yates pushed the door open and came in. Mason Nightshade said, "Arrange for my discharge."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the bedside table vibrated.

Mason Nightshade glanced at it; it was Grayson Quinn’s call. He answered, "What is it?"

"You wouldn’t still be waiting at the hospital, would you?" Grayson Quinn’s voice had a hint of hesitation, yet he asked nonchalantly.

Mason Nightshade frowned, "What’s the matter?"

There was no sound from Grayson Quinn’s end.

Mason Nightshade quickly sensed something was wrong, and his voice sank, "What happened?"

Grayson Quinn was silent for a while, then sighed, "Ugh, forget it, forget it, I must be crazy to call you like this! I really didn’t plan to tell you."

"If you keep stalling and don’t tell me, just go back and prepare your luggage for Southeast Asia," Mason Nightshade said impatiently.

"Damn it! Do you have to be so harsh? Can’t you listen first! Your little darling is leaving."

Mason Nightshade was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what it says. I found out Viscount Zhou recently booked a ticket for M Nation. Out of caution, I checked the airport surveillance. This plane ticket was arranged by Aurelia himself, and she’s at the airport right now..." Grayson Quinn’s words were cut off as Gustavo Yates urgently shouted on the other end, "Boss, your wound hasn’t healed, moving around now will cause it to tear."

"Damn it!" Grayson Quinn was furious enough to want to smash his phone, "I shouldn’t have told you! Mason... hello? Hello?! Hello!" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

...

Inside the hotel.

Grayson Quinn put away his phone, grabbed his car keys, and headed out.

Junia Simpson grabbed his wrist, "Where are you going?"

"The airport. Mason, in that kind of physical condition, what if Aurelia Shaw does something to him again? No matter what that girl does to him, Mason wouldn’t fight back, someone has to be there to stop her." Grayson Quinn said solemnly.