Chapter 54


    Zoe pursed her lips. "I want to talk about Mia''s situation."


    Mason''s voice became even colder. "Is that so? Let''s discuss it in my office."


    After saying that, he hung up the phone without leaving any room for further discussion.


    On the chilly streets ofte autumn, Zoe felt a shiver run through her entire body.


    This was the true Mason. In the past, his asional tenderness was just a means to coax her back


    home. Once he found it ineffective, he revealed his true self.


    Indifferent and heartless.


    Putting down her phone, Zoe didn''t hesitate and took a bus.


    After a couple of transfers, she arrived at the Lockwood Corporation building. The employees of


    Lockwood Corporation recognized her as Mrs. Lockwood, but they also knew how unworthy she


    was of the title.


    Ava came down to meet her.


    Climbing to the top floor, Ava opened the door to the CEO''s office with an attitude thatcked


    warmth.


    "Mr. Mason is out at the moment, Mrs. Zoe. Please wait. I''ll make you a cup of coffee."


    Zoe stood alone in the office. She noticed the violin, which she cherished and ced behind


    Mason''s office chair.


    She became lost in thought.


    Unbeknownst to her, Ava entered. Following Zoe''s gaze, Ava smiled faintly.


    "Mrs. Zoe, do you know why Lilith hates you so much? You might not be aware, but four years ago,


    Mr. Mason actually considered marrying her. Since Mr. Mason didn''t have a specific preference,


    Lilith, who dropped from the sky, caught his attention."


    She ced the coffee on the table. Straightening up, she continued, "But Mrs. Lisa, Mr. Mason''s


    mother, didn''t like Lilith. She thought Lilith''s background was beneath their status. Even if you hadn''t


    appeared, Lilith would never have entered the Lockwood family''s gates."


    She wasposed, not regarding Zoe with any importance.


    Suddenly, Zoe asked, "What about you, Ava? With your background, would Mr. Mason''s mother


    approve?"


    Ava was momentarily stunned. She hadn''t expected Zoe to see through her thoughts. Zoe lowered


    her head, smiling bitterly.


    It wasn''t hard to see through Ava.


    In the past, Zoe deeply loved Mason and naturally understood the people around him. Ava''s


    admiring nces at him were sometimes barely concealed.


    …


    Mason left Zoe hanging for an entire day.


    At 4 PM in the evening, he finally returned to thepany. Opening the door, he found Zoe


    standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the sunset.


    Hearing the door, she slowly turned her head.


    Mason stared at her for a while, then motioned for Ava behind him. "You can leave. I won''t be


    receiving anyone today, no matter who it is."


    Ava left, closing the door.


    Mason stood by the doorway, exchanging nces with Zoe before walking to the desk and taking a


    seat behind it.


    Leaning back in his chair, he slipped his slender fingers into his tie knot, loosening it with a sigh of


    relief. Only then did he look at Zoe.


    "What do you want to discuss? Are you here to beg?"


    Zoe stood with her back to the window.


    Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the evening clouds tinted the horizon a fiery red, making the


    vast sky seem insignificant.


    Zoe humbled herself. "Yes, I''m here to beg you, Mason. Please spare Mia."


    She knew what he wanted.


    She was only willing to offer one thing, so she began unbuttoning her blouse.


    The room remained unlit.


    Her skin glistened in the subdued light, inviting one''s touch. After a moment, her shirt and skirt fell to


    the ground, and her body trembled slightly.


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    Anger shed in Mason''s dark eyes.


    Coincidentally, his eyes were particrly alluring when he was angry, leaving people guessing


    about his thoughts. ying with the gold pen on the table, he sneered, "Why not take it all off?"


    He stood up and walked toward her.


    He stopped in front of her alluring figure, lightly touching her shoulder with a hint of yful intent. It


    wasn''t how one would treat a wife, but more like dealing with one of those women in the business


    world who engaged in staged performances.


    His long, slender fingers lightly caressed her with a yful demeanor.


    Apanied by a sneer, "Didn''t expect the virtuous Mrs. Lockwood to have such a promiscuous


    side. What, are you craving for it?"