Chapter 105

Mason had never loved anyone, but that didn’t mean he was clueless when it came to putting work into a relationship.

Silence draped over the car.

If working on their relationship meant that Zoe would love him again, he wouldn’t mind putting in some work so they could become a couple who loved each other genuinely.

…

It was evening on the weekend. A black limousine pulled up to the manor. The chauffeur carried Mason’s suitcases and said respectfully, “Do you need my help with the suitcases, Mr. Mason?”

Mason was dressed in black. As they said, the suit maketh the man. Standing in the evening light, he looked exceptionally dashing. Even the old servant couldn't help but steal glances at him.

He asked lightly, “Where’s Zoe?”

The servant was about to respond when they heard the sound of a violin coming from the third floor. The melody was mellow and it complimented the evening twilight.

She couldn’t help but put in a good word for Zoe, “Ms. Zoe plays a mean violin! Perhaps you sho