Chapter 907


    After looking around me and not seeing Munchkin, I looked at Mason before asking with an icy


    gaze," Where''s Munchkin?"


    "You have a lot of guts, don''t you?” Mason did not answer the question.


    At this moment, I realized that Mason was here to settle debts with me, or perhaps with Theo.


    "Do you want to kill me?"


    I looked at him, not as afraid as I thought I would be.


    There was a debt between Mason and Theo. I always knew that.


    I thought he would continue to harm Theo and Grant Corporation, but I did not expect this debt to


    end up on my head.


    He put one leg over the other knee in anguid demeanor. He looked at me, asking, "Aren''t you


    afraid?"


    I returned the question, "Should I be afraid?"


    He raised his eyebrows, saying meaningfully, "Do you want to know where Munchkin is?" "Where?"


    I figured I was the most cooperative victim ever.


    Seeing that I did not reveal the slightest fear on my face and how calm I was, Mason was bored. He


    said with an unkind expression, "Don’t you want to ask why?”


    I asked, "Why?”


    He grew a little irritable. "I really have no idea why Theo even likes you. You''re both boring and


    slow."


    I pursed my lips and said no more.


    I thought inwardly about the chances of my body being found if I died here.


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    In other words, I would be found only a few days after my death.


    Seeing me looking around in a daze, he fiddled with his phone as if talking to himself, “Munchkin is


    safe. Nadia has brought him to another ce, so you don''t have to worry.”


    I nodded and looked at him, sighing. "You''re such a great actor.”


    When I first saw him, I really thought Munchkin went missing.


    I only suspected himter out of my instincts as a woman.


    Mason smirked, gloating a little. "Thanks. You wouldn''t believe me if my acting was subpar, no?"


    I looked at him, not saying a word.


    Munchkin was his son, after all. He was not going to kill him.


    Hence, I simply waited to see what he nned to do next.


    Mason touched his cheek and said with a smile, "She scratched her face when she jumped into the


    river back then. I hope to see the exact same scar on your face."


    I frowned. "Who is this ''she'' you''re speaking of?"


    Mason did not intend to answer. He pulled out a dagger from his pants pocket and threw it at my


    feet." Do it yourself."


    I did not move and merely looked at him.