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,” Canson said.
“I can reduce the price,” Mason said quickly. “You can pay less-
“Goodbye, Mr. Hunter,”-
But the call ended. “Fuck!” Mason roared, flipping his table. Papers, pens, and empty bottles cluttered to the floor. He stomped around, his 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 his mother on the line, his forehead creased.
He picked up, only because he needed a distraction and a new plan.
“Hello, mother.””
“Mason! Why have you been avoiding my calls?” Martha’s voice was thick with annoyance. “Paige called you too and you ignored us. Is that crazy girl back in your house!”
Mayon rolled his eyes. “No, Cheryl isn’t back
His thoughts drifted to her and Ivy, and anger returned in his chest,
“Then why haven’t you been answering?” Martha’s voice went soft. “I thought that witch was there. She has stopped responding to my messages. She still wouldn’t let us get the boy. She-
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“Mother,” he interrupted, biting his inner cheek. “Can I call you later!”
“Absolutely not, Mason, Martha snapped, her voice rising again. “We haven’t spoken in days, and you didn’t send the money like you promised.”
He clenched his fists. “I don’t want to talk about that right now.”
“Why? Because of Cheryl!”
Her statement almost made his vein pop. “No. Later, mother,” he said, ending the call before she could say more.
He tucked his phone in his pocket and looked around. The mess on the floor mirrored the chaos in his head.
He stepped over the debris to the mini-fridge. He was craving a drink, but when he opened the fridge, he found it empty.
“Fuck!” he growled, slamming the fridge door, and breaking its bottom hinge.
The door to his office opened and he heard Joe’s voice before he saw him.
“What happened here?”
Mason didn’t answer. He walked past the broken fridge and slumped in his chair.
Joe stepped forward, concern etched on his face. “How did it go with Carson Webb!” |
Mason rubbed his forehead, anger simmering again. “Bad. Very bad,” he confessed. “Did anyone else call?”
“No,” Joe said. “Where’s Jenny! She should come clean this up.”
“She’s not here yet Mason muttered. “Still on her way”
An awkward silence filled the air before Joe spoke. “I got the contact”
Mason’s eyes lit up. “At least some good news.”
“But he wants money
Mason leaned forward. “How much?”
“Five million dollars.”
Mason shot to his feet. “Five million!! For 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 new identity!”
Joe shrugged. “I think he has a fixed price for stuff like that”
Mason’s eyes darkened, his voice dropped. “What do you mean? Does he really give out new identities? Fake passport and all”
“I’m sure he does Joe nodded. “That’s why he’s off the radar.”
Mason walked to the window, a small sweet thought bubbling inside him…
“I hope you’re not thinking of disappearing.” Joe said sharply. “You’re just going there to clear your head, right?”
Mason turned slowly, a smirk on his lip. “Don’t you think that’s a great idea?”
Joe blinked. “No!”
“Oli come on, Jor,” he said, waving his hand. “You’re too serious. He moved closer, Think about this, I sell the company, I get the money and i start afresh. No criminal records, no terrible past, nothing.”
Joe’s expression hardened. “You’re still on bail. You have an open case.”
“All the more reason to go.”
Jok paused, studying him. When he saw that he was serious, his eyes flushed with anger. “I will not be an accessory to your escape. That’s criminal!”
“Or you’re just a pussy” Mason chuckled.
Jue gasped. “How dare your
“Come on. Joe.” Mason said, clapping him on the shoulder. “Loosen up, nobody has to know
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“That’s sick!” Joe snapped, suddenly red-faced.
Mason chuckled. “Calm down—”
“No!” Jor yelled, his voice sharp. “I am done! I’m done letting you use me!
Running errands for you! I’m done being your lawyer!”
Mason laughed at Joe’s display. “You’re throwing tantrums like a child. We can go together, start afresh together. You deserve a new occupation, you haven’t had a win in a while.”
“Fuck you! Don’t ever call me again! And just so you know, your company is off the selling list, they didn’t want a convict!” Joe yelled, then stormed
out of the office.
Mason went to his seat, unbothered. He knew Joe would come around, he only did
But when Joe didn’t return after an hour, Mason called him-only to find he had been blocked.
“Fucking ingrate!” he yelled, clenching his jaw,
He needed to chill, he couldn’t let this setback get to him. A fresh start in Mexico was the new goal; he had to focus on that.
He dialed Jenny’s number. It rang for a long time before it was answered.
Hello!
“Jenny dear. Where have you been? I’m waiting” Mason said.
“I have
He didn’t let her finish. “Come to the office. I want your mouth on my cock. I want to fuck you in the elevator this time.”
He grinned at the mental image, his dick already throbbing.
“I quit,” Jenny said.
Mason chuckled. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m done,” she said firmly.
“No, you can’t quit. Don’t you want the car anymore! Come here right now!
Jenny laughed, her tiny voice loud and mocking. “You’re broke, Mason, and I’m done fucking you for free. Have a great life. Bye.
He blinked. Jenny-”
The call ended.
He stared at the phone in disbelief, then slammed it against the door.
*Ungrateful snakes!”
They all fucking left, and that shit started with Ivy.
How was he going to get to Mexico now?
“Think!” he gritted his teeth, as he began to pace back and forth.
They can’t win! He can’t let them.
Then it clicked.
Since Ivy was all nice to Cheryl now, would she be willing to pay five million for her freedom?
“That’s it lie whispered, his eyes gleaming.
Ivy was wealthy now, he just had to give her a reason to spend her money.
Mason walked to his window, smiling.
Itis days in San Francisco were numbered, but first he had to plan how to kidnap Cheryl
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When Silas got to the scene of the accident, he almost threw up his lunch. There was blood everywhere. Police officers roamed the area. Cars had to use one side of the road, causing even more congestion
“Hey, I’m looking for Mrs. Stone,” he said, approaching a young cop.
“She’s in the ambulance,” the cop replied.
Silas’s eyes widened. “Is she okay?”
But the cop had already walked away.
Panic stirred in his chest as he rushed to the ambulance. He breathed in relief when he saw Ivy seated in the back of the vehicle, a brown blanket, wrapped around her.
When she saw him, her eyes welled up with tears.
He rushed to her, crushing her in his arms. “Are you okay?”
Ivy nodded
Silas stepped back to study her. He expected to see bandages, but when he saw none, he hugged her again and kissed her forehead, until he noticed the blood on her hands
He took her hands, his heart pounding. “Does it hurt!”
“What?” She looked down. “No. It’s not mine.”
Her eyes gleamed with pain, filling his own with concern. “I’m sorry you had to see that. Was.. that your driver”
“Yes. Jonathan,” she said softly. “All of them are unconscious.”
Silas moved closer and sat beside her, his heart aching as he kissed her hands. “Tm so sorry”
“It’s not your fault,” Ivy said, her voice cracking. Then she turned to him slowly. “It was Rosie”
Panic formed inside him, but he fought to control it “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes. I already told the police. She was the one driving. I saw that blonde hair.”
The panic surged again, and this time he couldn’t hold it back. His hands shook and Ivy squeezed them gently.
“Hey, it’s okay,” she said softly, offering a reassuring smile. “I’m sure they’ll get her soon.”
He nodded, but he didn’t believe her. Rosie had carried out her threat, and the thought shattered something good inside him, making him uscomfortable.
He stood up, his lungs suddenly tightening
“Hey,” Ivy said, trying to reach out to him.
“I just need air, please,” he replied without looking at her. He stepped back and exhaled, trying to steady the thudding in his chest.
He couldn’t tell Ivy about Rosie’s plan. That would only make her more paranoid than she already was
Yet, he couldn’t find Rosie. She had hurt his wife and he just wanted to rip her head of
“Silas, baby”
Ivy touched his face, and he opened his eyes. Her green eyes were filled with concern and confusion, making him even angrier at Rosie.
“You’re sweating” she said, wiping his forehead. “I think we should leave here. The air. It’s making us uncomfortable.”
He nodded.
Iyy removed the blanket, placed it in the ambulance, and walked to a female officer. They spoke for a moment before Ivy returned.
“I’m free to go,” she said with a faint smile.
“Great,” Silas replied.
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Was it time for her to come home?
God knew he missed her so much, but he didn’t have the heart to say it aloud.
She was the one who left, and until she said she was ready, he would wait–just as he had promised himself. Even though it was getting harder every day.
“Is Bud here!” she asked as they walked away from the ambulance.
His heart leapt. Was that it? Was she really coming home? Still, he told himself to relax. To wait.
“Yes, he’s around,” he replied casually, trying not to show his eagerness.
Ivy smiled. “Then we
“Ivy!”
They b
both turned toward the voice. It was Cole, and he rushed to her, comforting her in the way only a brother could,
Silas’s heart tightened as he thought of Thomas. Despite his anger, he missed his older brother, and seeing Ivy with Cole made the longing even more prominent
reyes as she spoke with Cole. Though his heart ached with jealousy and pain, he couldn’t deny what it was Ivy was safe with
He saw the joy in her Cole.
Admitting
ing that he couldn’t be with Ivy the way he wanted to, broke him. But he was willing to put her needs first.
“I should go,” he said softly, “I’ll come see you tomorrow.
“Silas. Sorry, I didn’t even greet you, Cole said, stepping forward to shake him.
Silas took it. “It’s okay.”
+1 should be the one to leave, Cole said. “You guys should-
“Oh, it’s fine,” Silas interrupted. “She needs to rest. I’ll come see her tomorrow,
Ivy’s eyes widened. She opened her mouth as if to say something but closed it. “Alright.”
That single word crashed his world, but he fought to keep it together. He nodded and hurried to his car, determined to hide his shame inside his Rolls–Royce.
“Home, Bud,” he said before rolling up the partition
Silas leaned back in his seat, looking away as Bud pulled away from the scene. He had half–expected some hesitation from Ivy–something to show she was coming back–but there was nothing.
His heart plummeted when he finally figured she might not be coming soon.
He sighed, accepting what is really was. He reached for his phone and called Tyler.
“Hey, Tyler”
“Hello, sir. Everything is ready, Tyler said proudly.
Silas sighed again. “Cancel it all. Dinner is off. Sorry for the stress.” Then he hung up.
He was going to propose again. Dinner was supposed to bring them back together.
“Maybe not,” he muttered, shutting his eyes to the pain..
He stayed that way until Bud announced they were home
“Thanks, Bud,” he said, stepping out of the car.
When he got inside, the loneliness hit him harder than before. But in that moment, he realized it was worth it–Ivy was worth everything he was feeling
His heart ached as he made his way to Ivy’s room. He had been sleeping there since she left.
Just as he reached the stairs, he heard someone crying. He tilted his head toward the sound and decided to follow it.
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“Hello” he called out, walking down the hallway.
“Hey, Si“Aria’s voice came from a comer.
He moved closer and saw her seated on the floor, her back resting against his study door, bawling her eyes out.
“Arial What’s wrong?” he asked, bending beside her.
Her legs were crossed in front of her, her face streaked with ruined makeup.
She didn’t speak immediately. She just wiped her face, smearing it even more
“You know you’ll have to say something soon,” he said softly, trying to ease her into it.
“She released the sex tape.” Aria said. “Rosie fucking released the tape. It’s everywhere! I can’t do anything! Daddy’s still not here!” Then she broke into tears again.
Rosic again
Rosie was terrifying every member of the family, yet Thomas had slept with her.
Fresh anger surged inside him, but he held it in for Aria’s sake, “Wipe your tears. We’ll find a solution.”
“It’s too late, Si. Everybody is talking about it,” Aria sobbed. “My life is over.”
Silas’s heart tightened at the pain in her voice. “It’s not over. I’ll do my best to fix this, I promise.”
“Aria!” They heard Theresa’s voice.
When she found them, she rushed to Aria’s side.
Silas straightened up. “How did you leave your house?”
“Disguise.” Theresa replied. Then she moved closer and whispered to him. That reporter is suing me, Silas
HE
blinked. “What the-
“What Aria asked.
“Nothing.” Theresa replied quickly. “We’ll talk later,” she said, then turned to Aria, helping her up. “Let’s get you cleaned up”
Silas watched as both women left for Aria’s room. His emotions spiraled
There was pain, rage, longing, all fighting for a piece of his soul. He groaned as he rubbed his forehead.
He had to do something, starting with Rosie,
And to get to Rosie, he had to stan with Thomas.
He clenched his fist and took out his phone, but it rang before he could dial. His heart dropped when he saw it was Detective Spence calling.
“Hello, Detective”
*Hello, Silas Stone, David said. “I’ve got some news.
Silas’s stomach knotted. “Okay.
“It’s about your parents‘ death”
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