Chapter 415

Cecil had just left. He told Mason that he was still improving on the formula for the latest medicine he had developed and that he wanted him to keep fighting.

Needless to say, Mason would never give up.

However, it was also true that he didn’t have any idea how long would it take for his right hand to restore its full functions. For that matter, he didn’t know how long he still had to sit in this damned wheelchair.

No one had an answer for that.

He was in a foul mood. The servants had never dared to disturb him, but tonight was different. He heard the subtle sound of a car pulling into the yard. Then, a flurry of footsteps came from the stairs. At the next moment, Layla was pounding on the poor.

“She’s back, Mr. Mason!”

At first, he thought she meant Lisa. So, he responded lightly, “Have her wait for me in the dining hall. I’ll be there soon.”

However, Layla didn’t respond to him.

Frowning, he was about to wheel himself to the door, but someone opened it gently.

It was Z