After rummaging for a while, Aurelia Shaw finally found the document titled "Development Zone Competition Proposal" among the pile of incomprehensible materials, pulled it out, and handed it to Mason Nightshade.
Mason Nightshade's hands moved over the keyboard, but he didn't take it, nor did he glance at it, "Read it out for me."
Three dark lines fell down Aurelia Shaw's forehead.
Did this man consider her free labor?
Just as she was about to refuse, the sound of the keyboard suddenly stopped. Mason Nightshade looked up at her, his brows slightly raised, his gaze provocatively fixed on her as he asked, "Can't understand it? Or can't read?"
Aurelia Shaw clenched her fists, and the words of refusal were forcibly swallowed back. She took out the document, and as Mason Nightshade mentioned a section, she quickly found it and read it aloud. Her voice was melodious and pleasant, neither hurried nor impatient, giving a sense that it could even calm an irritable mood.
