“You mean I would need the mind-reading ability to make the right decisions concerning the clinical trial?” he asked, and Emoji nodded his head.Mason, who had been curious about what the mind-reading ability would be like, stared at the screen, prompting a smile to appear on his lips. It was a win-win situation for him since he would not only be making the right decision, but he would also be able to use the ability to know the staff's thoughts concerning the clinical trial.By clicking on the screen, he swiftly activated the feature that instantly synchronizes with his body. Immediately, the hologram vanished, and the meeting proceeded as if nothing had occurred."Mr. Williams, to carry out this clinical trial, you would need the best neurosurgeon." If you don't mind, I would love to be the leading surgeon on it,” he said, and Mason raised his gaze to the man without a reply, and after a swift second, Dr. Akin's thought played in his head like loud music.He must be stupid to think

The meeting with the medical staff ended, and with a fulfilled heart, Mason exited the hospital and drove back to the mansion. Exiting the garage, he was walking into the mansion when a single notification flashed on his phone screen, sending a surprised expression to his face. The number in the message was unknown, but a hint of who it was instantly crept into his mind. [Good evening, Mr. Williams. You promised to bring the form to the address I gave you by 4 pm, and you didn't show. I thought you were a man of your word] The message came to an end, and the image of the dean of students appeared in his mind. Mason heaved a sigh, remembering he had promised to submit the form containing his correct details to the dean before 4 p.m. Not that refusing to submit the form would lead to any consequence against him; rather, he wanted to keep a low profile so nobody would investigate his background and discover he wasn't the poor boy they all thought he was. Mason peeks at his wristwatc

The notification sound from Mason's phone broke the cold silence, stiffening the air in Sonia's car as she drove away from her neighborhood. he glanced at the screen and saw another text message from Haley, who asked if he had a date since he tested her he would be late and was assisting a friend at a party. He responded to her last message, then slid his finger across the screen and set his phone to silent. He averted his gaze to the windshield, his eyes gliding past several buildings and streets that he wasn't familiar with, and he wondered how big this city was."I am sorry for my security guard behavior," Sonia said, breaking the silence and dragging his eye to the side of her face. “I didn't know what happened between you two, but I could tell you don't like that much,” she added.Mason redirects his gaze to the road with a smile. “If he wasn't a douchebag, he would have been a good security guard,” he replied, and his response was assisted with silence, and he could tell she was

The shop was filled with silence, and apart from the rasping breath of the store owner, the only noise came from the crowd who stood outside the store watching from the transparent glass; most of them had turned on their camera to video the scene but none interfered. Mason's gaze pinned the store owner to the ground, and his aura suffocated him. The man could tell that Mason wasn't going to let him go until he completed his promise of either breaking his hand or his leg."Please, I made a mistake. Alright! I was foolish to throw a bottle at a child, and I regret it now, but please don't hurt my hand or my leg. I also have kids!” The man whimpered, crawling backward, but Mason's long stride closed in on the space, and when his eyes dropped to the man's leg, the owner shrieked. “Please don't do it; I'm the breadwinner of my family!” He yells in pain and frustration.Mason raised his gaze to the man's pale face, mixed with sweat and tears. He halted his step as the man’s back pressed ag

The group glanced at themselves before diverting their attention to Mason, who sat calmly with the mockery having zero effect on him. Jack leaned forward with a mocking gaze, expecting Mason to bash him a reply, but Mason, with an expressionless face, took a bottle of water placed on the table by the restaurant staff. After tilting the plastic cover, he glanced at the man and said, “From the few seconds I met you, I started wondering when you were going to shut your mouth,” Mason said in a calm tone, his reply sending chills through the room. Jack, who was stunned like the rest of the group, glanced at Mason, and he quickly replaced his expression, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of embarrassing him.Jack scoffed and shook his head. "So you would rather allow a woman to take your drink for you, huh? I knew you were a coward,” he added.Mason raised the bottle, cheering to him. “Sorry to burst your bubbles, Jack, but I'm not a coward, nor am I drunk. I just don't feel like dr