A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 146: Mason Hunter, Staying Relevant.

Chapter 146: Mason Hunter; Staying Relevant.

Mason replayed yesterday's interview on his computer and his heart swelled with pride. He looked dashing in his blue suit. No wonder Cheryl couldn't take her hands off him all night.

His thick voice filled his office and he smiled with approval. What could he say? He had always prided himself as an opportunist; seizing the moment immediately it came.

And when he heard about Geoffrey's news, he just knew it was the perfect opportety to stay relevant and torment Ivy. He hit the pause button and went to read the comments under the video. Some people had shit to say, as expected, but most people liked his side of the story. They believed him.

"Good," he said out loud as he leaned into his chair, his heart filled with delight. Let them insult Ivy, she deserved every terrible thing that comes her way.

Mason was about to replay the video when he heard a commotion outside his office. He lifted his head, his eyes fixed on the door.

The voices outside grew and he tried to figure out the reason for the noise.

"You can't go in there! I have to ask Mr Hunter!" Jenny said, her tiny voice pushed to the max.

Mason adjusted in his chair wondering who Jenny was arguing with. Just as he was about to stand up and check it out, his door opened.

"Ivy?" His voice cracked with shock as he slowly sat down back.

Jenny rushed in, sweating and panting, behind Ivy. "She didn't listen to me."

Ivy, on the other hand, looked calm, collected, almost... sinister. The smirk on her face filled him with dread as he stood up again.

"Tell your secretary to leave us alone," Ivy said, her voice calm and her green eyes on him.

Mason swallowed. "Jenny... you can go." Jenny was about to protest, but he quickly held his hand up. "I will call you."

Jenny groaned and glared at Ivy before storming out of the room. Mason adjusted his tie as he gestured to a chair in front

of him.

Why was he shaky? He cleared his throat and sat back down.

"To what do I owe this visit?" he asked smugly, trying to take control of the conversation.

Ivy looked at him and his heart flipped. She didn't say anything at first, and neither

did he. He looked at her, his eyes traveling all over her body.

God, she looked so hot in her black gown, and her breasts were...

and leaned forward.

Mason," she said. Her voice was

chuckled, amusement dancing

and he flinched. "You

to let you

what are you

conference, an article,

control him, and that made him want to yell in anger... and laugh

building in his chest. "Who the hell do you think you

you a chance to fix all of this before I do my worst," Ivy said, so coldly,

do anything," he smirked. "So I have no idea what

frown. "The

was serious, and yes, he was

the subject.

eyes widened

clothes, the confidence, the... body..." His eyes fell on her chest and he kept it there, hoping to break her,

that, his dick suddenly hardened, and Ivy's face was red with anger.

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Mason

anger. "You leave me no choice then! Get ready for

head raced with ideas; he couldn't let her go yet.

before she slowly turned. "Why did you

relieved that he had her attention once again. His heart filled with

the chair, his dick

find the culprit. Well,

scarlet as she walked closer. "What did you do? I know you did

on her face. "Joe." "Joe," she repeated, tilting her head like she was processing everything. And then it clicked. He saw her

finally

You didn't have to do that!" she shouted, stepping forward

waving dismissively. "I was hurt, Ivy and I had to

that. Maybe because he was already tired of the whole thing, or maybe because he wanted to get a reaction from her, to

snapped, slamming his table. "You hurt

he said, his chest easing with his admission. “Since we're saying everything," he said standing up,

position to tell me that," Ivy yelled, her eyes burning

me

doing this with you,

hand. She nudged him away, stepping back.

he blocked the door with his back, forcing her to move even further away from him but

his desk.