Chapter 112 – Final Plan (4)
Mason sat alone in the room, staring blankly at her front door.
She struggled to realize what exactly had just happened in the room.
When the door opened without knocking, she assumed that Isabella was there. However, it was none other than Lucia who broke her expectations and appeared.
Mason naturally expected to meet her someday. Since it was her party who had cooperated with Isabella to ridicule and ruin her, it was clear that she would come together to laugh at her own pathetic appearance.
But the Lucia she saw was very different.
Instead of laughing with mockery and sarcasm, she just stood in front of the door with a pale face like a ghost, unable to move.
When Mason saw Lucia like that for the first time, he felt fear.
Even if she had a suspicion that she had been played by Isabella.
Even though she was determined to somehow get her back, she couldn’t easily shake off the trauma her body had experienced.
The biased affection and twisted dependence between the two. Behaviors that are immoral and against humanity.
Lucia soon became one of the people who created her indelible shame and hurt.
But when Lucia appeared in front of him with such a serious expression, Mason could instinctively feel that something was different about her.
Complex emotions passed through her head,
The fear she felt, the inconsolable anger, the frustration and the core.
The moment I saw the tears in Lucia’s eyes, it became nothing anymore. It was a result that could not be explained logically or emotionally.
Mason stood up from her seat without realizing it. She was surprisingly fast and had courage she never thought she had.
She stood up and hugged Lucia, who was shedding tears, and whispered quietly.
“Don’t cry.”
Mason really, really wanted her to stop crying.
It was true that Lucia had left an indelible mark on her,
However, that didn’t change anything even if she pushed him away in her anger.
If she doesn’t take the first step, if she doesn’t embrace Lucia.
The tragedy would follow them all their lives until the day they took their last breath.
Mason thought as he hugged Lucia tightly.
This was not because she had a kind heart, nor because she had decided to forgive Lucia.
However, it was because Lucia was more important to Mason than anything else.
Mason knew better than anyone else that blind love makes people blind. It was natural because it was something she had experienced painfully.
Nevertheless, she repeats her foolish actions again.
She covers herself from seeing clearly the damage she has suffered, and hugs Lucia, who has caused her great mental distress.
It was an action she could do because she was a Mason, and an action no one would dare to do if she weren’t a Mason.
She hugged Lucia, and soon she heard Lucia whispering, her voice breaking, that she was sorry.
Mason felt like she was being compensated for all the pain she had experienced.
Lucia left, and Mason was left alone to open the little note Lucia had given her. Inside her, words written in Lucia’s handwriting caught her eye.
-To her older sister.
To save her sister and Lucia, Ms. Grace came up with a plan. I can’t go into detail, but it will start within a few days.
How many days? It was faster than Mason expected. She couldn’t even guess what kind of plan Lucia and Grace had made.
Mason suppressed her rising anxiety and curiosity and continued reading her letter.
Her older sister gives Siana special attention. If an incident occurs, there is a high probability that Isabella will try to steal Siana away.
It was a difficult request. It was difficult for her to approach Siana now. Especially now that Jennifer is currently taking on the role of taking care of Siana, and is also suspecting some kind of relationship between Jennifer and Isabella.
Is there a better way? What caught her attention as she pondered was the following phrase.
Isabella doesn’t want her sister to die. The same goes for Siana. As much as her sister worries about her Sianna’s life, she wants Isabella to know that all she wants is her sister and Sianna alive.
It was a part she was familiar with. If she had perceived her Sianna as a toy to be played with and discarded, then she had no reason to keep her alive now. However, Isabella endured all her hardships, and through Sianna, she even dragged herself to this place.
Therefore, if she were not Shiana, she also had no reason to be involved with Isabella.
So.
So, if you are in danger, threaten Isabella with the life of her sister or Sianna.
The opportunity has finally come to use Mason’s powerful weapon.
Until now, Sina had been a threatening bargaining chip that her Isabella had used to tie her down. Her Lucia, by her side, was also her means of binding her, but now that her Lucia had begun to help her, her Sianna had become her last remaining means to her Isabella.
Currently, if Grace and Lucia can use any means to get them out, if they just have to hold out for a few days, just a few days.
It was worth taking advantage of her risk by gambling with her own life.
“…”
Mason quietly stroked her chest as she started to run, catching her breath. Indeed, for the first time in a long time, her heart began to beat furiously with rising desire and anticipation.
Mason was so excited that she got up from her bed, her legs shaking, and she hesitated again, but then she lost control again and stood up from the bed again, holding the letter rolled up in her hand.
Without realizing it, her crumpled letter was trembling between her tightly wrapped hands.
Mason roughly wiped her eyes, which had begun to tear, with her sleeve.
Finally.
It was such an overwhelming joy that even my trembling hands and blurred vision couldn’t stop it.
Mason tore the note in her hand into small pieces and brought it to her mouth. It was the best option to get rid of her note in an environment where she couldn’t burn it or throw it away,
The torn paper she put in her mouth was bitter and mushy, but Mason forced herself to chew and swallow it. The unpleasant aftertaste that remained in his mouth made him feel that she was alive.
After swallowing all the paper that was left in her mouth, Mason kept repeating one thought in her head,
You can go out.
Just a little more, just a little more patience.
I was able to get out,
This very small, glimmer of possibility sparked hope in Mason’s heart.
Knock-
Isabella looked up at the sound of a knock on her door. She was concentrating on her paperwork and asked while flipping through the documents without raising her head,
“Who is it?”
-This is Jennifer, lady.
A voice heard through the door. She raised her head and put down the document.
“Come in.”
Immediately the door opened and Jennifer approached the desk, her expression frozen. It wasn’t anything special. Jennifer’s expression always remained expressionless whenever Isabella was around.
No, maybe it wasn’t expressionless. Because her eyes were always silently burning with desire.
Isabella smiled slightly. Her desire was her driving force, and it was the reason she carried out her orders perfectly.
“What’s going on?”
Jennifer answered her question right away.
“I came to report on the matter regarding Mr. Germain.”
Her answer was unexpected from Isabella’s expectations. I thought she was there to report on Mason or Sianna’s driveway, because she didn’t think the story would come up about Germaine.
“Germain? Why Germaine?”
In response to her questions, Jennifer opened up about things that happened before she came here. About her Germaine standing before Isabella’s room, and her figure blocking her own entrance. Isabella frowned after hearing Jennifer’s explanation.
“… Germaine did something like that?”
This is strange. He knew better than anyone else that she hated having someone enter her room without her permission.
What’s more, she knows what kind of person she truly is in this mansion, and she is someone who has been keeping quiet about this for a long time. Since Isabella had completely trusted Germain until now, his suspicious behavior seemed even more suspicious to her.
Isabella was quiet and lost in her thoughts. She said that the only people allowed into her room when she was away were people who came to clean it. Of course, as Mason was currently in the room, most of their access was controlled.
But why?
There was only one logical answer.
Because other people shouldn’t see what’s happening inside.
So, what happened inside?
Isabella tapped her fingers on the stack of papers she had put down. The most logical inference would be that Mason was making something of her. For a moment, she thought she might have set up a trap to subdue or kill her, but she quickly laughed and shook her head.
Mason was practically a gourmet now. She didn’t have anything in her hands or anything in her room that could be used to harm someone.
It was entirely possible that Mason had searched her room, but that was no reason for Germain to have blocked her room. In particular, her story about Mason trusting him enough to ask Germain such a favor also made no sense. Because she is in a situation where no one can help but suspect her.
“… Ha.”
Isabella let out a sighing laugh. The goal of her family, which shimmered before her eyes, continued to emit small dissonances.
She didn’t like it.
Not at all.
I couldn’t stand to see the stage she created, her masterpiece with a perfect climax and ending, continue to falter.
Isabella turned her head to her Jennifer, who was staring at her quietly at her side. Jennifer, like her faithful servant, took a step closer to the desk upon receiving her gaze.
“Call Germain.”
Isabella said, leaning against her desk with her clasped hands.
In her lilac eyes, there was a glimpse of a glowing purple fire.
