She watched Julia’s still graceful figure, her expression growing colder by the second. She could never forget that it was because of this woman that Grandma Carter had such a difficult life!
Julia was a cunning white lotus who had never t her match in the past few decades.
But now, she was standing in front of Julia, ready to strike hard tonight!
...
Inside the private room.
Mason lounged lazily in his chair, casually ordering a few dishes. Although Sean was supposed to host tonight, he didn’t show up. Instead, Julia and Leah arrived together.
Julia, however, knew how to work the room. She deliberately left Mason and Bella alone, clearly trying to curry favor with the mayor’s daughter of Y City.
"The Nelson Group probably won’t recover from this one, right? Hmph, with problems in their project materials, no one dares to trust them anymore," Bella said smugly.
Mason shot her a sarcastic glance. "Weren’t you into him before? And now you can’t wait for Carter Group to crush him?"
Bella was montarily speechless. Mason’s words brought it all back—she had liked Eric, not Mason!
But after being with Mason, she had grown more and more content, gradually accepting him.
Eric was no longer in her heart.
Won really are fickle.
"I’m with you now. How could I still like Eric?" Bella’s face flushed slightly. Was that a confession?
A man she fancied should consider himself lucky. If Mason weren’t the heir to a powerful family abroad, she wouldn’t be so willing to be with him.
Mason chuckled coldly. "Bella, you need to understand—being with you is just a temporary arrangent."
The smile on Bella’s face froze instantly. She looked at Mason in disbelief. Last night, they had shared such intimate monts, and now he was saying that their relationship was only temporary?
Bella’s face darkened. "Mason, what are you saying? Are you saying you don’t want to marry ?"
Mason raised an eyebrow lazily. "Why would I marry you?"
Bella shot to her feet, her face pale with anger. Just then, a waiter arrived with wine, and she had to swallow her fury to avoid a scene.
She sat back down, silently poured herself a glass, and drank most of it. Once the food had been served and the waiter had left, Bella coldly set down her glass.
"Mason! If you don’t want to marry , why did you talk to my father that way?"
Bella stared at Mason with a mix of love and hate.
Mason shot her an irritated look. "Bella, don’t you get it? We were both set up. If we didn’t pretend to be a couple, the scandal of you being drugged would’ve made you the laughingstock of Y City. As for , I’m a man—at worst, I’d do a few months, maybe years, in prison. But with my power, I wouldn’t even have to do that. I’d co out completely unscathed!"
"I only let you be my girlfriend for a while because I didn’t want you to suffer for nothing."
Mason’s righteous tone enraged Bella, and she slamd her wine glass down. "What did you say, Mason? You think being with you is a loss for , that after you’ve used , you can just toss aside like trash? Is that what you think of ?"
Mason sneered. In his eyes, Bella was trash.
How could trash ever compare to Ella?
"When did you suffer? I made sure you were very comfortable in bed!" Mason’s shalessness was enough to make anyone want to spit blood.
Bella was on the verge of tears, her chest heaving with rage. "Mason! You bastard! How dare you betray ?"
"I’m not the first to betray you, am I? With skills like yours, you really thought you could fool ? Do you take for a child?" Mason’s eyes were full of disdain.
Just monts ago, things had been fine between them, but now they were at each other’s throats. Mason had gone so far as to expose Bella’s secrets, leaving her face alternating between red and white.
In truth, Mason didn’t care whether Bella had been with other n. What bothered him was that Bella lacked the class and intelligence he required. Marrying a woman like her, one prone to jealousy and lacking in grace, would only lead to chaos at ho.
"You... Mason!" Bella was at a loss for words. At that mont, she realized just how pathetic she was. Mason, this emotionally unavailable man, had nothing going for him besides his handso face and great physique.
Yet, she was too weak to break up, too weak to walk away!
Bella took a deep breath, wiping away her tears and forcing herself to calm down.
If she continued arguing, it might lead to a breakup, which would be exactly what Mason wanted.
Mason, on the other hand, was completely unaffected. This heartless man, with his ruthless thods, saw their argunt as nothing more than child’s play.
The two of them ate their al in silence, the tension between them at an all-ti high.
Halfway through, Mason went to use the restroom. The private room had its own facilities.
Bella’s eyes imdiately fell on Mason’s phone, which he had left on the table.
She vividly rembered how Mason had stopped her earlier, and it was most likely because of Ella.
Bella stood up carefully, reached for Mason’s phone, and pressed the standby button. The screen lit up!
At a glance, Bella saw his wallpaper—it was a photo of Ella!
Damn it!
Just as she had suspected, Mason liked Ella. That’s why he had partnered with the Carter Group against Nelson Group.
If Nelson Group collapsed, the dynamic between Ella and Eric might change, giving Mason a chance, right?
Dream on!
Bella quickly turned off the screen and quietly sat back down, but her eyes betrayed a chilling fury.
Ella! Again!
Eric, whom she had once secretly loved, beca Ella’s man! Now the man she was in love with had beco Ella’s admirer!
Ella was her curse!
But now that Ella had Eric, getting to her wouldn’t be easy.
As Bella simred with hatred, Mason returned to his seat.
The two remained silent, the air between them lacking any trace of the sweetness or connection typical of lovers.
...
After having dinner with her classmates, Ella headed to the balcony on the eighteenth floor with her two bodyguards.
The balcony on the eighteenth floor was large and uniquely designed, allowing diners inside to get a view of the outside scenery.
Ella sat down at a white round table, patiently waiting for Julia to arrive.
Fifteen minutes later, Julia finally arrived, arm in arm with Leah.
Julia was wearing a deep red cheongsam today, her every move exuding elegance. She embodied the poise and dignity of a wealthy matron, putting her aristocratic grace on full display.
"My apologies for keeping Miss Davis waiting."
Ella raised her eyebrows slightly. "Please, Mrs. Carter, take a seat. Let’s get straight to the point."
"Could you ask your bodyguards to step aside? I’d rather not have outsiders listening in on our private conversation," Julia said softly, casting a glance at the two bodyguards standing behind Ella.
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