Aurelia Shaw swallowed back the words she was about to say about Mason Nightshade taking his medicine.
Aunt Rong deftly brought over breakfast and handed her a box of milk, glanced at Mason Nightshade, and added, "Young Madam, according to the Young Master's instructions, there are fried eggs and bacon in the bread, and also some vegetables so you don't find it too greasy."
"The milk is at room temperature too."
"..." Was she imagining things?
Why did she feel like Aunt Rong's words weren't meant for her but were actually aimed at the man standing there like a stick?
She glanced indifferently at the man beside her. The man seemed to sense it and looked over at her.
But Aurelia Shaw retracted her gaze at that moment.
"Thanks for your trouble, Aunt Rong." She turned and walked out.
