Top Actress Beware: Also Reborn Is Your CEO Husband!-Chapter 810: The Uglier the Makeup, the Better
James' inner voice: It happened! How did it not happen! Little master, your man bullied me while you were away!
Seeing Mason Nightshade's warning glance, James had to swallow his grievances.
Hmph, revenge is never too late for a gentleman. Just wait until my master returns, I will scratch your face!
"Come here." Mason patted the empty seat beside him and picked up the hairdryer ready in his hand.
Aurelia Shaw pulled the towel off her head. Her hair was very long, with a bit of natural curl, lying obediently straight and black on her back. Hugging her legs, her chin resting on her knees, her beautiful eyes comfortably drooped, like a siren just out of the sea.
Mason picked up a strand of her long hair and dried it in his palm.
She liked to touch his head, but for him, this was the moment he enjoyed the most.
Smoothing a cat's fur.
The cat's fur was very soft. No matter how proud it normally was, now it was calm and behaved, and it only acted this way with people it knew well.
"Meow~" James cried out.
Mason threw it a cold glance.
James sensed danger and was fluffed up, knowing he couldn't win against Mason, angrily walked away.
Just as he reached the doorway, he bumped into a fluffy mass.
It circled around a couple of times and then moved closer to sniff.
Meatball, meeting this creature for the first time, instinctively felt a sense of danger, bouncing back into its owner's room.
James didn't expect this thing to move, jumped in fright but was curious, picked it up and ran downstairs.
Meatball struggled with all four feet, but being a little short-legged with no real power, it just let James carry it somewhere unknown.
It wasn't until nearly bedtime that Aurelia realized Meatball hadn't snuck into the bedroom today.
The next day.
She received a call from Albert, inviting her to lunch. Thinking it's been ages since she last saw Albert—her mentor in the entertainment industry—and uncertain about how long he'll be in the country, Aurelia happily accepted the invitation.
To avoid being recognized on the way, she applied a very ordinary, even somewhat ugly makeup.
As soon as she went downstairs, Mrs. Rong was startled, "Who are you? How did you sneak in here? Steward Liu? Steward Liu, come quickly, there's a stranger snuck in! Are you a reporter? Or someone else?"
Three lines of black appeared on Aurelia's forehead, "Mrs. Rong, it's me."
Mrs. Rong heard the familiar voice, looked closely again, and thought the eyes were especially familiar.
Suddenly she exclaimed, "Ah!"
People with such beautiful, captivating eyes could only be... "Young Madam?"
"It's me," Aurelia said.
"How come?"
Before Mrs. Rong could finish, Aurelia knew what she was thinking.
Why only make up beautifully, and why did she become uglier the more she applied? "I'm going out to have a meal with a friend, it's more convenient to look like this."
Mason came downstairs and heard their conversation, his gaze drifted over Aurelia's face. He smiled with satisfaction, "Come back earlier tonight. Do you need Gustavo Yates to pick you up?"
Aurelia was surprised he didn't ask who she was going out with this time, and casually replied, "No need, I'll drive back myself and won't be out too late."
Mason's lips curled upward, indicating his good mood, "Do you have enough money?"
"The card you gave me last time is still with me," Aurelia said, "I used it yesterday."
Yes, he received the text message yesterday.
