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!

was ready to lash out

me when everything is set,"

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Mason Hunter,

deep breath, he adjusted his jacket.

long sip. When

about Ivy again.

so bolder now. Hotter. He

chided himself as

scrolled through his contacts. Finding the name

he asked, going straight to the

his guard, replied. "The building owner is

was getting closer, he could feel it. "And the dirt?" "Sending it

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

satisfaction in her eyes angered him, but the coldness, the finality in her green eyes, scared him.

his drink to wash away the ugly taste

everything-for the rejection, for stealing

phone vibrated, then chimed. He unlocked it

family again, or I'll tell the

was Eric, and that instantly

snapped, throwing the fruit

spineless bastard had the

content on the floor. This

important employee,

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

happened here?"

just needed to destroy something," he said flatly, gesturing at the empty space

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scowled at

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of his anger