The door swung open, revealing a group of people Mason wasn't familiar with. Adam stood beside an older man in his seventies, and Mason assumed him to be his father, Mr.Hoston Morrison. His cranky old figure was in a branded suit, and Mason crunched his nose at the security men behind him. "I said get me your father, Mr.Adam, not the entire security department," Mason said with a wave of pretentious anger crawling onto his face. Mason knew exactly what would happen the moment he boarded that elevator to the top floor, and he knew the company handover wouldn't go smoothly without the presence of his mother. Still, he had her signature, and he also wanted to test his authority without the help of his mother. Mr. Hoston's raging eyes panned at Mason, who would have been scared in the past, but right now, he waved the old man's gaze, pointing to the seat opposite him. "Have a seat, Mr.Hoston," Mason said, his words increasing the old man's anger, who felt his pride was being stamped upo

After getting rid of the Houstons and handing them over to the police, the police were able to locate the account that Adam and his father used to launder money from the hotel. Sixty percent of the funds were recovered to the hotel, while the rest were spent on private property, which the Houston bought for luxury. Mason glanced at the location of the properties. "Send all of this to my mail," Mason said to Billy, who nodded in response. After getting to know him and his family's condition, Mason allowed Billy to continue being his secretary. The Houstons had promised to settle his mother's medical bills but didn't keep to their promise and even threatened to fire him. Billy became loyal to Mason, and he cleared his mother's bills. "I need to go somewhere," Mason notified him. "Keep me posted if anything comes up." He glanced at his watch, which was already 9 am, and from the school platform, he saw that his class was starting at 10 am, so he decided to drop by the campus on time.

Mr.Oman froze his gaze at the screen. It was like his spirit left his body, leaving his face as pale as snow. Mason cleared his throat, dragging his attention from the screen. This moment fit into his perfectly planned for his expulsion letter to be revoked by the university."Mr.Oman," Mason called with a furrowed brow, covering his legs on the table. "Is there a problem?" Mason asked, pretending not to know why Mr. Oman was suddenly anxious. If this video was ever leaked out, it wouldn't only destroy his marriage and status, but he would also lose his job and respect."What do you think you're doing, Mason?!" The middle-aged man shrieked. "Delete this video at once!" he commanded. Mason laughed, surprised at how Mr. Oman expected him to follow his commands as if he were speaking to one of his students on the university grounds where his word meant power. Unknowingly to Mr.Oman, the ball was in Mason's court."And why will I do that? You are caught sexually harassing a hotel staff,"

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, Mrs.Hig, but this couldn't wait," Mr.Oman said, staring at Mason through the corner of his eyes before returning his attention to the frowning faces on his computer screen. "What is this so-called emergency that can't wait Mr.Oman?" A male voice asked. Mason was sure the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't put a face to it. He glanced at his Secretary, who was already running a background check on the board members. He shook his head at Mason, indicating that the other two board members remain anonymous. "Mr Yusuf, we all know of the crisis the university is going through and-" "We are well aware that, Mr. Oman, that is why we are spending unnecessary money to keep the media off our backs," the male voice was laced with annoyance. Mason raised a brow at the man's statement. He didn't know the university was going through a crisis in which the school had to spend money to keep it off the media. He couldn't guess what it was, but he would m

Mason entered the classroom, and the cold silence that soared through the space made those who had noticed him raise their gaze.As usual, Mason shifted his gaze to the back, where his eyes locked with Natalia sitting in her friend's circle. They all stare at him, surprised, except for Natalia and Jacob, who have a frown on their faces. Mason winked at them before averting his gaze around the room for his best friend. When Mason noticed Jeremiah wasn't in class, he sat while waiting for the lecturer to come."What are you doing here?" A voice sneered from behind. It was Jacob Higs. A smirk crawled on Mason's lips when he noticed Jacob and his followers standing behind him. He could feel his angry gaze boring at the back of his head, but Mason remained quiet."Are you deaf!" Jacob yelled.The entire class was already watching the tension rising between the two. The class didn't fail to notice the boldness on Mason's face, which made Jacob's vein seem like it would pop in anger. Unlike