Chapter 20

It was already daybreak and Mason scarcely got any sleep. With the loud chattering and stomping of feet, he was forced to wake up.

Grunting, Mason lifted his body from the stiff bed. After going through a brief session of stretching and yawning, he made his way toward the door.

He opened up the door only to be met by lancing hazel eyes. Mason's orbs popped out as they saw whom those eyes were owned by.

"U-uncle Roger," Mason stuttered as he recalled what he saw.

Uncle Roger who had a void expression on his face stood like he had not noticed the surprised look on Mason's face.

Mason on the other hand thought that if he threatened to blackmail Uncle Roger, he might let him off the leash.

"Madam Quinn has requested your presence," Uncle Roger told sternly and Mason nodded, trailing behind him as they walked.

Mason could already hear Quinn's voice, nearly bringing down the roofs and he knew it had everything single thing to do with him.

"Here he is Madam Quinn," Uncle Roger said, motio

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