Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!

Chapter 416: Adrian Anson Truly Is a Remarkable Person

On the surface, Mark Moody is the chairman of a company.

Leveraging the convenience of his sect and identity, he is, for better or worse, a renowned entrepreneur.

He rarely offers face-reading opportunities, and those who know of it are people with status and reputation. Though not widely acclaimed, his ties with The Aetherium Sect elevate his standing.

He mostly operates within the entertainment industry.

The more famous the celebrity, the more they tend to believe in these things.

Adrian Anson thought it was necessary to visit this Mark Moody after telling Thea Shaw about this matter.

They weren’t familiar with each other within the sect. Despite thinking Mark Moody’s actions were not honorable, Adrian Anson still felt ashamed for backstabbing him.

It was precisely this bit of shame that prompted Adrian Anson to visit Mark Moody.

"What brings Nephew to see me?"

When Mark Moody saw Adrian Anson, he was slightly surprised.

The two of them weren’t close.

Strictly speaking, Adrian Anson was a direct disciple of The Aetherium Sect, as his father was one of the main members of the sect.

It was rare for a son to inherit his father’s legacy, and Adrian Anson was young and talented, held in high regard within The Aetherium Sect.

Mark Moody didn’t have much interaction with him. By seniority, Adrian Anson indeed counted as his nephew, which is why he was surprised Adrian Anson came to visit him.

"Uncle Moody."

Seeing Mark Moody, Adrian Anson greeted him politely and then used a pre-planned excuse: "I was just passing by downstairs and remembered I haven’t visited you in some time, so I decided to come up and see you. I didn’t expect Uncle Moody to actually be in the office today."

Mark Moody smiled kindly: "Nephew, how considerate of you."

Mark Moody’s smile was particularly genial, accompanied by a serene and far-reaching aura of trustworthiness.

It was as if he had long been detached from the mundane world, much like how Thea Shaw appeared ethereal, inspiring immediate trust.

Adrian Anson wasn’t just there for nothing, and Mark Moody probably thought the same, so to alleviate suspicion, Adrian Anson simply laid it out: "Uncle Moody, I noticed in some previous documents that you were responsible for Ms. Regina Shelby’s affairs. Today, I happened to see the news of Ms. Regina Shelby’s death, and I was very surprised."

Adrian Anson showed a timely hint of sadness: "I quite liked Ms. Regina Shelby. I grew up watching the dramas she starred in. I specifically wanted to ask if the fortune-telling Ms. Regina Shelby sought from you had anything to do with her death?"

Adrian Anson’s explanation was quite convincing.

After all, Regina Shelby’s national fame was well known, and saying he grew up watching her shows wasn’t strange.

Mark Moody didn’t fully believe it, but he did believe it halfway.

At least, he had absolutely no idea that this good nephew had already sold him out behind the scenes.

Mark Moody showed a hint of regret: "Ms. Regina Shelby’s matter was indeed an accident, but when I did a reading for her, I knew she had a predestined calamity. Unexpectedly, she still couldn’t avoid it. The matter involved is quite complex, and I can’t be sure either."

Adrian Anson sighed at his words: "You’ve been doing fortune-telling for others all this time, and now, seeing so many unexpected events, I wonder why we can’t predict our own fate?"

They could read others’ fortunes but couldn’t decipher their own destiny.

Mark Moody smiled faintly: "Destiny is such that if we unravel our own, the variables become many."

If one were to know even their own time of death, what would become of them then is an unknown.