He returned his attention to Jane. It was like this Fashion Week was coming up at the right time, it was one of the most sought after event in the world. He hadn't missed this for once, he wasn't going to miss this one. In a bit to please Jane, he went to her office to see her instead of calling her to his office. At least he needed to lower a little bit of his pride. The truth is he wanted her to stay, at the same time he couldn't easily forget the embarrassment. "Hmm," he sighed as he thought of this. When he approached her office, it was a semi-open setting, so there were other staff busy with work. "Everyone excuse me, please. I need to be in a private meeting with the Chief Designer." They all scurried off. "This would be the...... " Jane didn't even wait for him to reach her desk to sit when she started this but Mason stopped her with a gesture. "You don't need to send me away, you know we just had a misunderstanding which can be settled?" Mason said with a sweet tone, remo
After Bianca discovered the third night that Mason always went back with Jane instead of going to the palace or one of his estates, she placed a call on a friend of the king and negotiated with him to go meet the king over the account that his son always slept with an older woman who is a supposed Mistress. Bennett was a witty man in his fifties, quite knowledgeable as well but he didn't get the real purpose of the task he was sending him to do at the palace. Since he often visited the king, it would be easier to be granted passage to talk with him. Bianca had been hospitable to him while she was still queen, probably the reason because he's witty or she thought she might need his help one day. Going back to the first day, he placed a call on him after being sent out of the palace, she started with pleasantries, then complained she had been sent out without mentioning the prince role in sending her out with his son. This she did incase Bennett was goodhearted with the King, if he wa
Mason took his phone and decided to message Jane who was at home, she didn't go to work, he had appointed her deputy to take charge. Before messaging her, he snapped the documents and sent to her. Then he went over to W******p. Luckily she was online. "Have you read what's the new law? I can't hold myself again, I'm gonna break down." Jane soon dropped a teary eyed emoji. She didn't waste time in placing a video call on him, but he declined. "I told you that I'm not in the mood, so I wouldn't be doing video call. Call me on audio," he suggested. "Okay, sorry about that." "Why are they making this type of law and it didn't even pass through a democratic process, can you appeal over it dear?" Jane was even more worried than Mason. I didn't expect this to happen, please let's do something about it. "Well, I'm going to meet the king over this." Until he rose up from the sofa and went to the king's chambers, he didn't know. He knocked on the door without even asking the king online. S
Mason pulled out his gun which was tucked into his inner trouser. He knew they were trouble, they were criminals. He has to be cautious if he doesn't want his life cutting short. He has so many things to accomplish that he hasn't yet. "Heyyy." His voice progressed as they made their way towards him. Immediately he called out to them, so came the bullet. Mason's heart races at these unexpected events. He bent downwards in his car to avoid stray bullets hitting him. They were getting closer to him and he didn't want them to meet him in the car. They were here for real business and he knows that. Mason pressed a red button he had installed in his car. Ever since the queen left, he had his own personal security strategy in place. They follow him discreetly in case he encounters any trouble. He knows they must have been alerted by it and they would be on their way to save him. He opened the door and stepped out of the car. He ran to the back of the car and leant downward on it. The crimin
"Oh my God, Mason, are you okay?" Jane asked worriedly as panic shook through her body. What was happening? Why can't the queen give up for once? Yes, she was suspecting the Queen too. Someone who planned to eliminate her husband and bullied her step son could practically do anything. Jane was now in front of Mason, who sat at the high stool beside the bar, checking his body. "Hope you didn't sustain any injuries?" Jane asked, running her hands and eyes through his body for any injuries. Mason held her hands and sighed. He was feeling giddy with her already. "No dear. I'm good." He reassured her. "I already had a security plan following me around and was notified when in danger when the queen was demoted. I thought I should add extra security since she can do anything to me. I didn't trust her." Mason explained to her. "So they came in time to save me and luckily, I wasn't hurt." He said to her, "And no internal injuries." Jane wanted to be sure. She doesn't know how she will take i
Mason woke up the next day with an abrupt knock on his door. He initially wanted to ignore it and get back to sleep but the knock persisted. Mason groaned out in frustration and stood up immediately, flying the blanket all over. He rubbed his eyes in a sleep manner and yawned out tiredly. "I'm coming." He said to whoever was at the door just so the knock could stop. It was getting annoying and that was because he was still feeling so sleepy. He had never felt so tired waking up. All his movement was calculated and defined, even his sleep. He has time to sleep, time to wake up and time to work. He has never been so tired before or to wake up sleepy. Mason shook his head vehemently to wipe the sleep off his face. He checked the time and it was still a bit early. He walked towards the door and flung it open and decided to show attitude at whoever had interfered with his sleep. His frowned face turned soft when he saw who was at the door. Jane! "Good morning." She greeted him with a
"Who was it? Who sent them?" Mason asked and braced himself for whoever it was. "It was your father. The king sent them. Their phones were scrutinized. Their call, their last calls and messages and it really correlates what they were saying. We traced it back and forth and the king sent them. But I don't understand why so I don't think we should jump into conclusion yet…" Mason cuts him off. He had suspected that the king was behind it but hoped that it was wrong. He would have been a bit relieved if it was the queen prior to them having beef and not in a good term. "It's okay and it's true." Mason cuts into his words. Jane gasped and stared down at the floor. She was really hoping it wasn't true. She was hoping that it wouldn't be him. Jane thought the king and Mason were on a really good term, no, they were. They were on good terms. They shared a bond. But why? Why does the king have to turn his back on his son over a trivial matter? Over her? Jane can't help but feel guilty. Whe
Mason put in his SIM card which Mr Job had given him this morning while escorting him out. They found his phone in a bad condition but saved the SIM card. He transferred everything to the new iPhone 13 he bought. Austin was beside him in the car watching him operate the phone and setting the necessary things. He kept glancing at him worriedly. "Are you sure you are okay?" He asked him. Mason had told him about the attack and about the king. He was so busy last night that he didn't bother calling him when he didn't call. It was this morning he noticed his absence and tried reaching out to him but to no avail. Then he got dressed up and wanted to head to his company since he was welcome any day any time. That was when Mason arrived. He was surprised to see him in his house since he hardly came over after he was bundled up with work. He hardly has any time to come over except he does. It was my chance and sheer luck that he met him at home. If he had left hurriedly, they would have m