Mason Nightshade furrowed his brow, somewhat regretting leaving her here to wait for him. Turning back to the servants, his eyes suddenly turned cold, with a hint of restless fury. "Bring a blanket over."
The servants all shivered collectively. Although the young master didn't specify anyone in particular, they felt their deliberate neglect of the young lady had been uncovered. Their hearts pounded with anxiety. The butler, who was best at reading faces, immediately responded with "Yes" and hurried out to get a blanket.
Mason Nightshade took off his coat and draped it over Aurelia Shaw. As he stood up, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and his handsome face darkened.
