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

mother on the line, his

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"Hello, mother."

annoyance. "Paige called you too and

eyes. "No, Cheryl

and Ivy,

witch was there. She has stopped responding to my messages. She still wouldn't

his inner cheek. "Can I

Mason," Martha snapped, her

didn't send the

fists. "I don't want

"Why? Because of Cheryl?"

his vein pop. "No. Later, mother," he said, ending the

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

the mini-fridge. He was craving a drink, but when he opened the fridge, he found

slamming the fridge door, and breaking its

heard Joe's voice before he saw him. "What happened

answer. He walked past the broken fridge and slumped in his

stepped forward, concern etched on his face. "How

simmering again. "Bad. Very bad," he confessed. "Did

Joe said. "Where's Jenny? She should

Mason muttered. “Still

air before Joe spoke. "I got the

"At least

"But he wants money."

leaned forward.

"Five million dollars."

his eyes wide. "What if I want to run away? He'll charge an arm and leg for a new identity!" Joe shrugged. "I think he has a fixed price for

eyes darkened, his voice dropped. "What do you mean? Does he really give out new

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nodded. "That's why he's off the

walked to the window, a small sweet thought bubbling

thinking of disappearing," Joe said sharply. "You're just going there to

turned slowly, a smirk on his lip. "Don't you think that's a great

Joe blinked. "No!"

"You're too serious." He moved closer. "Think about this, I sell the

on bail. You

more reason

him. When he saw that

“I will not be an accessory

just a pussy,"

gasped. "How dare

Joe," Mason said, clapping him on

has to know."

sick!" Joe snapped, suddenly

Mason chuckled. "Calm down-"

Joe yelled, his voice sharp. “I am done! I'm done letting

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

call me again! And just so you know, your

didn't want a convict!" Joe yelled, then stormed