Chapter 156: Mason Hunter, Ruined.

Chapter 156: Mason Hunter; Ruined.

"Are you ready to go?"

Mason shifted in his chair as Joe's voice jolted him out of his thoughts. He sighed but didn't stand up.

He had lost count of how many times Joe had come in and said those exact words. Each time the blue door opened and Joe spoke, Mason's hope chipped away.

Now he was drained, exhausted, as he waited for Joe to say he'd be back soon and then leave again, only to return and repeat the cycle.

But this time, Joe paused, his brow raised. "Don't you want to leave?"

"Are you for real this time?" Mason asked flatly, his voice tinged with fatigue.

"Yes, I am. They granted us bail," Joe said, opening the door wider. "Let's get out of

here."

Mason stood up, his legs wobbling as he did. He had spent the night in a police station and he still couldn't believe it. Not that he didn't deserve it-it just felt surreal.

He had been locked up in a dull, cold room, handcuffed for most of the day, without food and given only two cups of water.

His shirt was rumpled, his hair dry from not moisturizing, and the bones in his legs cracked as he stretched. Exhaustion gnawed at him as he left the room.

"You don't seem happy," Joe said.

Mason shot him a look. "If you had been seated in one place, handcuffed, starved, and filthy, would you feel happy after?"

"I'm sorry, I tried my-"

He silenced Joe with a raised hand and walked down the hall. Several police officers gave them strange looks as they passed.

Mason became conscious of his appearance and tried to prim himself up by running a hand through his hair, but it was no use. It was too dry.

He clenched his fists as they approached the exit. As soon as they reached the door, a swarm of reporters flooded around him.

"What do you have to say about your involvement with Rosie Stone?"

"We would like an interview with you. It's Sky News."

"Mason Hunter! What do you have against Thomas Stone?"

Mason stiffened, his stomach dropping at the sight of them. Microphones surrounded him, cameras flashed as he walked to the car.

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He had completely forgotten about the media, and the realization that he had become the talk of the town made him uneasy.

"Mr. Hunter has no comment for now, thank you," Joe said firmly, before sliding into the car after Mason.

Mason tried his best to keep a poker face. It was when the car zoomed off, did he allow himself to relax.

He sank into the seat, his heart pounding with-lines of sweat sitting on his forehead.

“I should've taken us out through the back. I totally forgot about the reporters,” Joe said, his voice apologetic.

Mason ignored him, looking out the window instead. He didn't feel like himself- and he blamed Rosie for that.

If only he had done things his way, he wouldn't be on the wrong side of the law... or the

media.

was back at square one-no

was he supposed

said, handing it over. "You've got several missed

uncertainty swirling inside him. He unlocked the phone and saw all the missed calls; some from Jenny, some from Cheryl, others

needed to know his business was safe. That was the only way he could pick up from the whole

voice filled his ear. "How are

he replied

said. "Some news stations are asking when

to schedule

He was on the wrong

Cassidy doesn't want to work with you anymore,

the casual way she delivered the

said Mr. Cassidy

"Did

was supposed to be the one

couldn't. I got his mail. Should

his jaw, his fists tightening. Jenny

that.

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this moment, he hated that

said hesitantly.

he sighed, the exhaustion hitting harder. "I'll email him myself when

to let you know that some of the employees quit too," she

his chest

"Some of the-"

you trying to provoke me?

on his thigh. Beside

I'm just giving you all the

want to

his life, in just

said softly. "I also want to remind

love a pink

and he felt like his head was going to explode. "Fuck off!"

beside him

stomping

it was no use. He was ruined. And now, he had to find a way to rebuild both his reputation

He glanced

"Hello, Mother."

precious son," Martha said, her voice shaky with

he lied, not wanting to distress her

me see you," she said. "Where

you home?"

door. "Yes, I

At least

he was met with

into the living room.

there, waiting

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gotten to her?

His heart pounded.

"Cheryl?" he called loudly.

not home. She gave birth to your son

or Paige see

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