"Who allowed you to promise her that!" Viscount Zhou said irritably, "Do not call her, do you hear me! If you dare call, I'll make you pay!"
Dorian Evans held his leg with a grievance, watching Viscount Zhou walk out, muttering to himself, "So should I still make sure you get home or not."
Aurelia Shaw came out from the Royal, and Mason Nightshade's car hadn't arrived yet.
She waited at the door for a while.
Viscount Zhou came out and saw her stomping her feet in the cold. All his anger suddenly dissipated. He pursed his lips, seemingly giving up, sighed, and took off his scarf, walking over...
Just before he could get closer, he saw Aurelia's eyes light up as she ran towards a car that hadn't come to a full stop yet.
Mason Nightshade got off the car, wrapped the scarf he held around her neck, his face stern yet somewhat gentle, seemingly scolding her.
After a while, he held her hand and led her into the car.
The car drove away.
