Chapter 73 That Time I Was Good At Manipulation

• Elizabeth's pov
• Adjusting my emotions and facial expression, I walk into the office with confidence, plastering a faint polite smile across my face for my staff who said hi. Stepping into the office that had been shielded from the outside with the blinds, I saw Mason sitting at my desk with his legs propped onto my desk.
• “To what do I owe this unwanted visit?” I questioned walking around my table and giving him a disgusted expression.