After that, the Beasts came up to surround Desire, begging her to tell them stories. “Desire, could you please tell us more about what happened earlier?”
“Of course! Boss is incredibly smart.”
“Fortunately, those people from Black Rain couldn’t catch up with you!”
“Desire, how fast was Boss driving again?”
Hearing all this, Janet felt flattered and smiled.
All of a sudden, Desire walked over and added, “Luckily they didn’t catch up with us! We have no idea who the boss of Black Rain is. Whoever that person is, that person’s driving skills are amazing.”
“How fast were they going?” The Beasts curiously leaned up.
“Similar to how fast Janet was going,” Desire responded nonchalantly.
Even though 300 kilometers per hour was not the fastest Janet could go, Janet was afraid that person would’ve caught up with them if they were to really compete.
It was truly a close call.
“Ha!” Janet chuckled, looking devilish and proud. “I have no interest in who that person is so long as that person doesn’t show up and bother me again!”
Tonight, she was all prepared to fight them head-on, but unfortunately, the people from Black Rain did not measure up.
“I’m heading back now!” Janet picked up the car key on the table and tossed it to Desire. “Please send me back to the Lowry Residence.”
Catching the car key, Desire raised her eyebrows before letting out a dubious smile.
Back at the Lowry Residence, after getting out of the car, Janet walked straight into the hall of the mansion.
“Miss Jackson, you’re back!” the servants respectfully greeted her.
“Yes.” Janet looked rather unemotional.
“Have you eaten? We can prepare something for you.”
“There’s no need for that.” Shaking her head, Janet kept looking around.
After making sure that Mason was nowhere to be seen, she proceeded to head upstairs.
After a while, a black Maybach arrived and parked outside the entrance of the Lowry Residence.
Next, Mason walked into the main hall, looking extremely peeved and upset. Seeing this, none of the servants dared to say anything.
“Young Master Mason, Miss Jackson just got home, but she didn’t look like she was in a good mood,” one of the older servants commented daringly.
“She’s back? Where’s she now?”
Upon hearing that, Mason’s anger slowly dissipated, which was replaced with a hint of anticipation and joy.
“She wasn’t in the mood, so she headed upstairs without eating anything.” One of the servants pointed at the second floor.
Right now, Mason looked somewhat worried. He commented in a rather unfriendly manner in his deep voice, “Please prepare some snacks and bring them up later.”
The servants were stunned for a few seconds before grunting and leaving to carry out the task.
…….
On the second floor of the Lowry Residence, after giving some simple instructions, Janet hung up the phone.
Then, she went to lie on the bed and close her eyes, trying to get some rest.
After a while, as her body began to relax, she fell into a deep sleep.
All of a sudden, she heard the slightest movement of something, and she could feel that a strong force was approaching her.
She then distinctively opened her eyes and proceeded to walk up to the door to find out who that person was. The next thing she knew, she was fully wrapped around in someone’s arms. It was a familiar smell and force, and as the nice scent came at her, a somewhat pitiful voice sounded out. “Are you still mad at me?”
Janet was puzzled.
“You’re home?” Her voice was calm and unemotional, and she was so close to taking him down as a reflex.
“Janet, I never knew you were so temperamental,” hugging her lean waist, Mason said in a pitiful yet inviting manner.
Then, Mason proceeded to rub his chin against her head and swallow hard. His expression looked tolerant but it carried a slight misery.
He enjoyed this feeling, yet he also needed an outlet at the same time.
“How am I temperamental?” Janet blinked, feeling utterly confused. She had just got back from Markovia, only to be called out by Mason the moment they met.
What’s wrong with him?
Janet struggled. She felt almost out of breath as he held her tightly in his arms; he would even occasionally exhale his warm and inviting breath on her neck.
It was itchy… Annoyingly itchy.
“Are you still mad at me for sending someone to follow you?” Mason pursed his lips as his deep eyes moved slightly.
If Janet were to admit to it, he would start kissing her voraciously.
“I’m not!” Janet blinked, sounding extremely innocent.
