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!

he was ready to lash out on her.

is set," she interrupted and hung

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

the cap off, and took a long sip. When the cold drink hit his

about Ivy again.

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

as he

through his contacts. Finding the name he wanted, he

news?" he asked, going straight to the

replied. "The building owner

could feel

you, Silver," Mason replied, ending the call. He sipped his drink, as he imagined Ivy's face when

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

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

rejection, for stealing everyone

chimed. He unlocked it and read the

my family again, or I'll tell

and that instantly

the fruit punch

bastard had the guts to

flipped his table, sending all its content on the floor. This was Ivy's doing-

only lost his most important

opened and without a knock, Jenny walked in. Her eyes darted

here?"

needed to destroy something," he said flatly, gesturing at the empty space his table used to

breasts bouncing in the see-through shirt she wore. She caught him staring and

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media?

and dated her for longer. He knew damn well she never had

Jenny said with a shrug. "And she just posted a picture of herself and her husband

his chest. Ivy was bying to the

there immediately after you saw her, or you saw the

at

also prepared Eric's new payslip, as you instructed,"

of his anger

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