Aurelia's eyelids also lifted slightly, casting a faintly mocking smile toward him. She didn't need to hear to guess with eighty to ninety percent certainty how Mason Nightshade would respond.
She, a wife who was dispensable, how could she compare to his investment of billions? In Mason Nightshade's mind, she wasn't even comparable to the smallest investment under his belt.
Mason Nightshade stood quietly, his expression calm, the lines of his profile cold. After a moment, his eyes moved slightly as he looked at Aurelia with an ambiguous gaze, his voice low and mellow as he said, "Do as Aurelia suggested."
"But, Mr. Nightshade…" Titan Jennings' heart pounded with unease. He wanted to say something more, but Mason Nightshade interrupted him with a raised hand, "I'm not to the point of ignoring the safety of my employees for money."
