Walking back into the hospital, I couldn’t stop smiling. Standing up for myself, not once, but twice. I still couldn’t believe it.
I made my way toward Lior’s ward and found Mason sitting in the hallway. I went over and sat beside him.
“Where were you?” he asked without looking at me.
“I went to handle something,” I replied.
He nodded.
“Thank you,” I added.
He glanced at me. “For what?”
“Handling Mr. Mac.”
“I didn’t do that for you. I did it for my son.”
I smiled. “Still… thank you.”
The excitement got the better of me. “You should’ve seen him. The way he was begging—I even recorded it.”
I stopped, the words catching up with me. I pressed my lips together and looked away when I remembered who I was talking to.
I thought I heard him chuckle.
“I heard you’re planning to buy the
