Chapter 164


    As the words fell from her lips, Mason’s pupils shrank in an instant. Then, the woman turned away,


    intertwining her arm with another man’s and leaving without a backward nce.


    “But I’vee to realize that it was all just wishful thinking on my part. Let bygones be bygones.


    Thanks for everything, Mr. Farrell.”


    She was gone, and just as she left, a gust of wind blew through the doorway, chilling Mason to his core


    as if it had swept right through his chest.


    People say some encounters hit you like a sudden draft that triggers andslide. Mason never believed


    in such things; he thought those were just the fantasies of poets, and the world couldn’t possibly be


    filled with so many stunning yet regrettable moments.


    He was a skeptic, after all. How could a mere draft cause andslide?


    But now, he truly felt engulfed by a tidal wave, realizing for the first time that he had once brushed past


    Matilda.


    Adrian stood behind Mason, his gaze murky and unfocused as he watched Matilda’s retreating figure


    until she vanished from sight.


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    Chloe texted Matilda to let her know she’d arrived at the office and to put Matilda at ease. She then


    pocketed her phone and turned to the man before her.


    Den was smirking with an unfathomable expression, lounging on the couch. He wore an unbuttoned


    shirt that draped casually over him, the sleeves rolled up, and the tail tucked into his dress pants.


    Resting his chin on his hand, his amber eyes seemed to twinkle as he looked


    at Chloe.


    Chloe felt a shiver run down her spine, “Mr. Yeager, if there’s anything you need, justmand.”


    After a long pause, Den drawled, “What kind of coffee did you buy for me?”


    “Nescafé.”


    “Dump it. Go get another.”


    Chloe was in Den’s private mansion, summoned by a phone call just to make him a fresh cup of


    coffee.


    Meeting Den’s half–smiling eyes, Chloe replied, “Mr. Yeager, that’s all we have right now.”


    Den’s brows knitted slightly, “Isn’t there a coffee machine?”


    “The coffee machine broke a while ago.”


    “How did it break?”


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    “Don’t you remember? A social media star came by the other day, saw me here, thought I was your


    kept woman, and then we got into a fight.” Chloe recounted with an unnervingly calm demeanor, “And


    that’s how your living room coffee machine got smashed.”


    “I forgot,” Den didn’t bother remembering such incidents and only vaguely recalled it when Chloe


    mentioned it. “Then it’s your responsibility to get a new one.”


    “But I didn’t break it,” Chloe protested, feeling wronged.


    “Weren’t they here because of you?” Den still wore his deadpan face.


    “They were here because of you!”


    “Are you trying to discuss liability with me?”


    “Not at all.” Chloe quickly changed her expression, “No worries, Mr. Yeager. I’ll go buy one right now.”


    But when she checked the price of Den’s coffee machine model on her phone, holy cow, five eights!


    She was going to be broke! How could it be so expensive!


    Chloe reluctantly confirmed the purchase and then looked up at Den, “Mr. Yeager, is there. anything


    else?”


    “What about my coffee now?”


    “I chose express delivery; it should arrive tomorrow?”


    “But I want coffee now.”


    Chloe internally cursed Den’s high–maintenance demands inside but said calmly, “So what do you


    suggest?”


    Den finally smiled. “We have coffee beans at home. Go grind them into powder for me. There’s a


    mortar in the kitchen.”


    A million expletives crossed Chloe’s mind, but she suppressed them, especially after Den added,


    “Grind it fresh. If you do, I’ll double your bonus at the end of the month.”