A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 202

Chapter 202

Mason drummed his fingers on his table, waiting for his call to connect. His eyes

were set on the door, in case Jenny walked in.

"Hello?" came the voice on the phone.

Mason straightened up. "Hello, Carson Webb."

"Yes?" Carson's voice was firm. "Who's this?"

"It's Mason Hunter. We spoke about you purchasing my company."

"Ah, yes. Mr. Hunter," Carson said, his tone softening slightly.

"How do we proceed? Should I come get the check, or is someone bringing the cash?" Mason asked, unable to hide his excitement.

Selling the company was the perfect idea like Joe had suggested it. There was nothing left-no employees, no future. Just Jenny. And when the sale was done, he would buy her that Ferrari, get his son, and make Cheryl's life miserable.

"Not yet, Mr. Hunter," Carson said. "We-"

"You want to check out the place?" Mason interrupted. "You're welcome anytime. It's spacious-"

"Mr Hunter," Carson cut in sharply. "I'm not interested."

Mason didn't hear that, he just went on. "What time would be convenient for you?

I can do it right now. You-"

"Mr Hunter!" Carson snapped. "I'm not buying."

Mason blinked. "What?"

"I changed my mind. Sorry."

His heart dropped and he stood up abruptly, sweat rolling down his neck. “Is... something wrong?"

"I have decided not to proceed with the purchase," Carson replied. "I can't deal with a convict. I don't trust your ways."

"I'm not a convict!" Mason yelled. At least not yet, but he didn't say that. He sat back down, struggling to steady his breath. "I understand your concern, but I assure you, everything is good."

"Sorry," Carson said.

"I can reduce the price," Mason said quickly. "You can pay less-"

"Goodbye, Mr. Hunter."

"Carson-" But the call ended. "Fuck!" Mason roared, flipping his table. Papers, pens, and empty bottles clattered to the floor. He stom

chest tight with rage.

When he placed his company for sale, he had expected a rush of offers. He was Mason Hunter; people should've been lining up.

Instead, only two people had shown interest. One never called back, and now Carson was out.

"Fuck!" he screamed, his voice echoing in the room.

His phone rang and he rushed to it, thinking it was Carson. When he saw it was

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"Hello, mother."

annoyance. "Paige called you too and you ignored us, is that crazy get back in your

eyes. "No, Cheryl

to her and Ivy, and anger returned in his

was there. She has stopped responding to my messages. She still wouldn't let us get

he interrupted, biting his inner

Mason," Martha snapped, her

and you didn't send the

his fists. "I don't want to talk about

"Why? Because of Cheryl?"

vein pop. "No. Later, mother," he said,

phone in his pocket and looked around. The mess on the floor mirrored

stepped over the debris to the mini-fridge. He was craving a drink, but when

growled, slamming the fridge door, and breaking its

and he heard

past the broken fridge and slumped

forward, concern etched on his face. "How did it go

"Bad. Very bad,"

Joe said. "Where's Jenny? She should come

yet," Mason muttered. “Still

air before Joe spoke. "I got

lit up. "At

"But he wants money."

forward.

"Five million dollars."

a fucking ticket to Mexico? I am only moving there for a while, not starting a whole new life!" He snapped, his eyes wide. "What if I want to run away? He'll charge an arm and leg for a

do you mean? Does he really give out new identities?

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he does," Joe nodded. "That's why

a small

not thinking of disappearing," Joe said sharply. "You're just going

smirk on his lip. "Don't

Joe blinked. "No!"

waving his hand. "You're too serious." He moved closer. "Think about this, I sell the company, I get the money

hardened. "You're still on bail. You have

the more reason to

him. When he saw that

“I will not be an accessory to

you're just a

"How dare

him on the

has to know."

sick!" Joe snapped,

Mason chuckled. "Calm down-"

his voice sharp. “I am done! I'm done letting you use me! Running errands for

We can go together, start afresh together. You deserve a new occupation, you haven't

again! And just so you

a convict!" Joe yelled,