Charlotte frowned. Why was he haunting her like a ghost?
She tightened her grip on Mason's hand, defiantly looking back at Elijah.
Mason remained composed and greeted Elijah with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Garcia."
Elijah didn't even glance at him. He stared intensely at Charlotte for a long while before speaking coldly, "Good for you, Charlotte."
With that, Elijah turned and left, exuding a menacing aura.
"Are you okay?" Mason asked softly.
"I'm fine." Charlotte calmly pulled her hand back. "Let's go. What would you like to eat? My treat."
Mason felt a pang of emptiness as her hand slipped away.
He retracted his hand in disappointment but quickly composed himself. "Alright, I know just the place."
*****
Meanwhile, Elijah was summoned back to Garcia Manor by a phone call.
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