Chapter 18 - 17. Run Devil Run
Lee Mason walked through the luxurious foyer of the penthouse.
Well, if he could be honest, it was more gaudy than luxurious. A clusterfuck of shiny things and expensive items thrown together without any care about their cohesiveness because the interior designer was either selling their soul for money or too afraid to say anything. Probably both.
With every step he took, it was clear that the space was made to be praised by a bunch of mindless entourages rather than to be enjoyed. Mason sighed in pity every time he walked past a painting in the foyer and an artistic vase in the living room. Whoever made them probably rolled in their grave knowing their creation was put inside such an obnoxious display to be revered by people who only praised how expensive they were.
Unfortunately, it was his mother who lived there, so he couldn't be honest.
"You're here," his mother, the first wive--ex-wife--of HS Group's chairman, was already waiting for him at the lounge table.
"Good afternoon, Mother," Mason smiled. "I'm sorry about canceling on dinner tonight."
"It's fine," his mother sighed. "It's your busy fiancee who asked to meet; of course, you have to grant her request."
"Thank you for your understanding, Mother."
Mason smiled on the outside, but he had to hold back so much cursing inside. Fuck--if this woman was really understanding, she shouldn't be asking him to come for tea to replace the canceled dinner. Did she think he wasn't busy? Fuck. If she wasn't the one birthing him...
Mason knew that his mother was only fine with the cancellation because she worked hard to set up the engagement. Since she saw it as her achievement, she didn't want anything to jeopardize it, even if it was purely interest-driven and devoid of love.
It wasn't like her marriage was made of love, anyway.