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!

he was ready to

me when everything is set,"

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75 Mason Hunter,

his

long sip. When the cold drink hit his chest, it melted away his anger for

about Ivy again.

had changed. She was so bolder now. Hotter.

himself as he picked

contacts. Finding the

news?" he asked, going straight

guard, replied. "The building

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

Mason replied, ending the call. He sipped his drink, as

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

to wash away the ugly taste of rejection.

rejection, for stealing everyone

vibrated, then chimed. He unlocked it

ever threaten me or my family again,

Eric, and that instantly

the fruit punch bottle against

had the guts to threaten

all its content on the floor. This was Ivy's doing- he knew it.

not only lost his most important employee, he'd also

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

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gesturing at

stepped forward, her breasts bouncing in the see-through shirt she wore. She caught him

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saw her, or

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

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