Mason was unable to go inside that evening as he sat in his car and contemplated his choices. He was not guilty for what he did, and he definitely did not feel guilty either, he knew they deserved it, knew they deserved every single harsh word they received that day, but he doubted his wife would think the same thing.
He could just feel the chill emanating from his house, most of the lights were off, and all in all the ambience spelt a certain doom for a certain person, most likely him. He sighed again, and contemplated working the night away at the company as an excuse not to go home, but he knew whenever he chose to, the confrontation would still happen, Scarlett would make sure of it.
He stepped out of the car slowly, nodding to the many greetings he got along the way, he met Edna Roffman, his head maid, as she took his bag.
Michelle was much too embarrassed the next morning, as usual the saying that time heals all wounds was proven wrong once again, the wounds were still very much fresh, and the scars run deep. She could barely look at the Internet as people certainly had to say about her character without even knowing her.She realized it did not at all feel good to be on the receiving end of gossip and gate, and she doubted she had the mental capacity to handle it.~Mason noticed the tension in the air when he stepped into the grand building of Microloft that morning. Of course due to his status and position it was normal to expect a little bit of tension when he stepped into a room, but this was something else.Every em
Mason was beyond done with the childishness they were displaying. It sickened him that in this late age people could be so judgemental, so superior in their views and perception of themselves. It was sickening indeed.Turning to fix a stare on Brown, he made sure his stare was unwavering. He could see Ronald fighting a faint where he was standing, which made him wonder what gave such a spineless man the guts it took to do what he did.But Brown on the other hand seemed to be enjoying this little stare off as he sat up and made sure he was the sole object of Mason's glare.“An ill bred orphan you say?” Mason asked calmly. Nothing in him betrays his calm veneer. Tension crackled in the ballroom, and everyone seemed to be holding their breaths, suspended
Mason contemplated yet another report that laid in front of him. During the past few weeks the company had seen the highest loss of employees rate it had ever seen, and it did not need a genius to figure out why.Recently, he had been feeling a strong intent against his person whenever he stepped into the building, and whenever he turned, he would see the wimp Ronald Fidson hiding in a corner and staring at him so intensely that Mason felt a little threatened, it was that intense.“Yes Sir?” Rita greeted as she stepped into his office, he beckoned her closer.“What do you think about this? This is the fifteenth employee to quit on us in just two weeks.” He asked, and Rita sighed as she sat down. Mason smiled in the dark as the screen changed to one of Ronald in the women's bathroom, trying to convince them to give up their positions and retire, but the women looked apprehensive and confused, mostly because Ronald looked so at ease in a female designated area, and didn't even flinch when they tried to subtly hint that he should not be there. He simply brushed it away.“Do not worry. I have spent half my life in women's bathrooms.” He said airily, and the ladies exchanged wary looks as they backed away from him and his strangeness slowly, but Ronald was so overcome with his supposed mission, that he didn't even look closely enough to notice their apprehension.The murmuring in the hall steadily increased as a clear path was formed around Ronald and he stood in the middle like some pariah.<The Unassuming Mason Wilde Chapter 105
Scarlett was feeling uneasy as she stared at Mason. She was uneasy for a couple of reasons, and she was sure if she told him he would simply claim that she was being ridiculous, and it was not what she wanted to hear at that moment. She knew she was being ridiculous, and did not need to be reminded of it by her sometimes brusque husband.“Are you alright?” Mason asked, but she simply gulped down her wine to forego the question. Scarlett hated lying, so she'd rather not speak. But Mason's striking blues were on her at the moment, and it was sucking off the oxygen from the room as she fidgeted, but he was unrelenting.“Fine.” She muttered to herself, and only then did he relent as he stared at her expectedly.“The media covered your company's dinn
Mr Brown was a very important part of the board with a whooping ten percent shares how could one expect him not to be? But the respect and reverence he received of course got to Brown's head, he began to secretly desire something else, stronger than he had ever desired anything on earth.The former chairman of the corporation was getting worse health wise, a face Brown made sure everyone was aware of, and before long, deliberations were held, all voting to expel him from his position. He was unanimously voted to be the next chairman, Mr Wilde's lack of an heir apparent a glaring fact.So on the day Mr Brown was to hold his first conference as the new Chairman, a sudden heir was suddenly introduced as the hidden grandson of the chairman, and Mr Brown had never felt more humiliated nor slighted.And it only got worse when he found out Mason was nothing but a peasant suddenly brought into the world of the wealthy, a nouveau riche if you will, and Brown gnashed his teeth so hard they were
Scarlett could only watch as Mason rushed through his breakfast that morning, and practically dashed out of the house, his team following him like shadows. He was excited, she could tell, she could see it, but she didn't know how to breach the distance behind them, he was constantly on the move lately, ignoring her, or frankly just forgetting she was there.It was something that hurt her deeply, something that she also knew she had a hand in, but she never thought Mason would behave like that to her, it was quite depressing indeed, and saddened her.“Where are you going?” She finally gathered up the courage to ask, but Mason simply stared at her like he was not aware she was seated there in the first place. He looked sincerely startled. She swallowed the hurt climbing up her throat.“Ah yes.” He finally answered. “We recently purchased a wide expansion of land estimated 1.5billion dollars. We are going to inspect it today.” Scarlett could only sigh with relief. At least he was talki
“Buzzzzzzz '' The sound seemed to come from all around them, and Mason could do nothing but turn frantically around. A part of him was shocked by Brown's sly scheme, while the other part was quite impressed by it. It was perfect really, perfect in the sense that no one would ever believe it was an orchestration, he would have died in the middle of nowhere, and none would be the wiser.“Relax gentlemen. It's only bees.” Brown smirked arrogantly, his eyes trained on Mason for any sign of unease, and Mason carefully avoided his gaze in an effort to seem oblivious.“Relax?! Those vile creatures are the nastiest little bug to ever grace the earth’s surface!” One screamed, as they ran for cover but the only shade in sight were trees.“Nast