A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 75: Mason Hunter; Haunted.

Mason paced round his office, his heart surging with anger at the letter in his hand Eric had actually qu: The thought seemed surreal.

He read the last line again:

"I do hope this leads to a better beginning for both of us."

"Ingrate,” he muttered through gritted teeth. Rolling the paper into a ball, he

tossed it in the trash bin behind the door.

His phone rang, and he picked it.

"How did it go?" a woman's voice asked on the other end. "Did you check out the place?"

"I couldn't look properly," he replied, anger pumping in his chest. "Ivy was there." "What?" she exclaimed. "You met Ivy? I didn't know she'd be there."

Mason rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration. "She was there. And now she had somehow convinced Eric to work for Thomas."

"That's impossible! How did that happen?"

"I don't know," Mason growled, his free hand curling into a fist. He wanted to destroy something.

"What are you going to do about it?" she asked.

"Don't worry." A smirk tugged at his lips. "I already threatened him. He's not stupid enough to ignore me."

"I hope that will work," she said, though her voice tinged with doubt.

Her tone annoyed him and he frowned. The last thing he needed right now was her doubting his plan. “It'll work. Eric is a pussy. He'll come crawling back.”

"Okay," she said, impatiently and unconvinced. That made his frown intensified. "Any luck on the building owner?"

"I am still working on it," Mason snapped.

"You have to be quicker than that. We can't afford any delays."

He bristled at her commanding tone. "I already said I'm on it. Stop acting like I work for you. We're in this together."

"I've done seventy percent of everything. All you're ever concerned about is your fucking tailored suits."

At least she acknowledged his impeccable taste.

Successfully unlocked!!" she snapped. "Do what you have to do and sto, Successfully unlocked!

fit, and he was ready

everything is set," she interrupted

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75 Mason Hunter,

he trailed off, stomping his feet. Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his jacket. He ran a hand through

off, and took a long sip. When the cold drink hit his chest, it melted

about Ivy again.

she had changed. She was so bolder now. Hotter. He could even see that her boobs had

he chided himself as he

his contacts. Finding the

news?" he asked, going straight to

guard, replied. "The building owner is Patricia

over him. He was getting closer, he could feel it. "And

his drink, as he imagined Ivy's face when he was done

The satisfaction in her eyes angered him, but the coldness, the finality in

his drink to wash away the ugly taste of rejection. Ivy was

everything-for the rejection, for stealing everyone from

phone vibrated, then chimed. He unlocked

again, or I'll tell the

and that instantly

throwing the fruit

bastard had the

content on the floor. This was Ivy's doing- he knew it. She had encouraged

only lost his most important

a knock, Jenny walked in. Her eyes darted round the mess he

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flatly, gesturing at

bouncing in the see-through shirt

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a shrug. "And she just posted a picture of herself

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prepared Eric's new payslip, as

of his anger