Mason's Penthouse

Several eyes in the Sky High hotel lobby curiously stare at the CEO of the third most extensive broadcasting network, struggling to get an apology out of his mouth. Mr.Frank, feeling the suffocating air, glances from Mason back to Cleopatra. "I am—" he paused, clearing his throat while his hand twitched at his ideally noted tie. He opened his mouth again but couldn't voice out a word.

"Apologies now!" Mason's voice stiffened the air around him, and with a sigh, he instantly dropped his pride.

"I'm sorry for my behavior, Miss. It was inappropriate of me to do something like that, and I hope you won't take it to heart and forgive me," Mr.Frank said, making the voices in the background gasp in shock. It was familiar to the public that Mr. Frank's pride could reach the peak of a mountain.

Cleopatra, who was also shocked by Mr. Frank's apology, nodded at him in acceptance, making a smile appear on Mason's face. "That wasn't hard, was it?" Mason's voice dragged Mr. Frank's attention to him,