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Chapter 1182: Chapter 1182: Framing

Mason Nightshade absolutely adored her like this, it was embedded within his bones. With affection, he fondly touched those cute little teeth, pried open her teeth, and withdrew, "Are you a dog?"

Aurelia Shaw raised an eyebrow, did this wolf have the right to say this about her?

Seeing Aurelia Shaw’s displeased expression, Mason Nightshade gently rubbed the delicate, soft fingers in his hand and coaxed, "I misspoke, they are the ones who are harsh. You are sharp-tongued and quick-witted, smart, adorable, and your willfulness makes me fond of you. I really enjoy watching you being so brazen in front of others."

Aurelia Shaw curled her lips, noticing Cymbeline Jennings’ face turning crimson, and her eyes narrowed slightly. A scene unfolded in her mind—the inside of a high-end club, where the crystal lights refracted with dazzling cold light, the crisp "slap" resonating in the air. Aurelia Shaw fell to the ground, her face swelling with redness, and a thin stream of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

Cymbeline Jennings looked at her with disdain and scorn. Her words pierced as sharply as knives to the flesh, "I’ve long heard from your friends in M Nation that you were up to no good there. Now that you’re married, you still fail to restrain yourself. If the Nightshade Family ever learned they brought in a daughter-in-law like you, they would probably regret it to death."

"Puhaha... I’ve also heard she has a sordid private life in M Nation, who knows how many men she’s been with. Tsk tsk, no wonder Mr. Nightshade avoids her. It turns out... he thinks she’s filthy." The surrounding voices rose in gossip, notably audible for Aurelia Shaw to hear.

Aurelia Shaw clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deeply into her palms. She raised her chin in denial, her gaze proud and pure, "I may be bad, but I’ve never done things like stealing. Besides, I don’t lack money, you’d have to be out of your mind to steal someone else’s things."

"Who knows," Cymbeline Jennings retorted, "some people are wicked to the bone. Despite having money, they enjoy stealing others’ belongings. How can we be sure you’re not one of them?"

Eleanor Spencer secretly curled her lips in satisfaction, but on the surface, she pretended to be worried as she spoke up, "There might be some misunderstanding. Aurelia, why don’t you explain to everyone how the ring ended up in your bag? I know you wouldn’t have stolen it to hide it in your bag to take home, right?"

Eleanor Spencer wore a worried expression, but her words inadvertently pushed her further into the pit.

How could she know why the ring appeared in her bag! Aurelia Shaw possessed a pride within her bones at this moment, thinking that since others didn’t believe her, she wouldn’t bother to explain any further. Regardless of how much she explained, it was useless. She didn’t care what others said; she hadn’t done it. A clear conscience fears no distortion, let them say whatever they please!

Yet she was unaware of the power of verbal assault. The spread of public opinion was not something she could shrug off, dismissing it as if unconcerned. The incident at the banquet quickly spread, becoming a topic of conversation among high society. Sophie Nye blew the matter up to Mr. Nightshade, pressuring Mason Nightshade to divorce her. At this point, when Aurelia Shaw tried to explain, she found her words turned into futile efforts, akin to helpless excuses, merely seeking a way to exonerate herself.

Even Mr. Nightshade couldn’t protect her...

For the first time, she felt a sense of helplessness.

This helplessness didn’t stem from fear of surrounding rumors. Nor the notion she’d been living a chaotic, wicked private life becoming a stranger to those around her. But rather, the fear of divorcing Mason Nightshade.

The night was deep and cold. She hugged her legs tightly, her head buried between her knees. Despite covering herself with layers of blankets, she still felt cold. Surely, her body temperature was off; otherwise, how could she feel so chilled in the height of summer?

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