"Oh? Really?" Mason Nightshade glanced fleetingly at the people behind Henry Fletcher. "You've seen enough now, should you be leaving?"
This was an order to leave.
And he had seen right through the purpose of his visit this time.
"Farewell!" Henry Fletcher left, clenching his fist once he was outside. Why couldn't he compare to this man? Five years of self-destructive behavior, even leaving the military, while he worked hard to surpass him, to prove he was stronger, only to find... the truth was, he still couldn't measure up!
...
Henry Fletcher left so easily.
Aurelia Shaw was surprised, feeling there was more to their conversation earlier, but knowing Mason Nightshade's sharp tongue, Henry Fletcher likely gained nothing.
Her peripheral vision caught Mason Nightshade wanting to talk to her, so Aurelia Shaw immediately went into the kitchen.
Words reached his lips, but turning around, Mason Nightshade found Aurelia Shaw was no longer there and sighed.
She's still angry.
