Chapter 942
A wave of realization washed over Mason.
“It would avoid a lot of family drama, too. Professional care isn’t necessarily worse than family care, as long as the oversight is good and the pay is right.
Most elderly people live like that nowadays anyway. To be honest, a lot of them prefer not to live with their kids-the generation gap just sparks arguments.
Unless, of course, the family can’t afford the help p>
“Exactly. It’s settled then,” Mira said.
The heavy knot between Mason’s brows finally unraveled. His biggest fear had always been that his wife and mother would never get along, turning his home into a daily warzone.
“For now, no matter what Rachel does, you and Daisy just need to keep up the basic courtesies.
Send your greetings during the holidays, drop by for a visit when you can. Even during Daisy’s postpartum recovery, let your mom know what’s happening.
Whether Rachel visits or asks about the baby is entirely up to her.
Go home and tell Daisy not to take it personally.
Grandma Eleanor and I have tried talking to Rachel multiple times, but she’s just incredibly stubborn.
Let’s just let it go for now p>
“I understand. We’ll do our part,” Mason replied.
Mason stood up, ready to head out, but a sharp knock echoed from the front door.
Master Ellis and Owen, who had been silently eating at the table, exchanged a knowing look.
“They’re here p>
Since Mason was already on his way out, he opened the door.
“Owen, you heartless bastard! Sera just married your brother, and you have the nerve to tear them apart? You sent your own brother to the police station!
You’re just a petty, jealous jerk who can’t stand seeing him succeed, aren’t you p>
The second the door swung open, Gwen burst into theatrical sobs, hurling insults through her tears.
Mason was completely taken aback. “Where did these psychos come from? Mira, I’ll help you throw them out p>
Mira hadn’t expected Mason to be so fiercely protective.
Before she could say a word, Mason added. “They’re dressed decently so
maybe theyre just aids from some
rich family who stole their boss’s clothes to play pretend.
Get out. Get the hell out p>
Mason started shoving them toward the exit.
Sebastian froze, but Gwen completely lost it. “You’re the servant! Your whole family are servants! I’ll kill you p>
Gwen shrieked like a cornered animal, lunging forward with her hands raised to strike p>
Coming from an average background and marrying into wealth, her absolute biggest trigger was anyone insulting her status.
Of course, Mason wasn’t a pushover either. He raised his hands, ready to defend himself.
Seeing the situation spiral out of control, Master Ellis moved in a blur, raising a massive, boulder-like fist.
The two of them, inches away from a brawl, froze instantly.
“Ugh! You’re all bullying us! A niece bullying her own aunt and uncle p>
Gwen started wailing all over again.
“What are you howling for? I’m not dead yet, so stop crying like you’re at a funeral! Get the hell out p>
Gwen’s mouth snapped shut.
Master Ellis then turned to Mason, “These are Mira’s useless relatives, Sebastian and Gwen. They go on these lunatic tantrums every now and then”
Sebastian and Gwen were speechless.
Mira bit back a smile. Only her master could deliver a line like that.
“Mason, you should head home,” Mira said. “You have work early tomorrow p>
“But what about them p>
“What’s there to be afraid of? They couldn’t survive a single punch from me!” Master Ellis answered for her.
“Get lost p>
Gwen involuntarily shrank behind Sebastian.
Sebastian, however, didn’t back down. “Mira, Gwen and I came here to talk p>
mealme, Owen had finished his
strolled over and sat on the
sofa beside Mira “Go ahead. What do you want to ask.net>