The sound of an engine starting could be heard in Mason’s manor.

Lisa was wearing an overcoat and sitting gracefully in the backseat, signs of tears still visible on her face. However, she appeared to be elegant. After all, her appearance mattered very much to her.

She was going to Zoe’s place to beg her to check on Mason.

Twenty minutes later, the black limousine stopped in front of the black ornate gate. Her chauffeur was about to honk, but she stopped him.

She said softly, “I’m walking in!”

Her chauffeur was stunned, but she had already opened the car door and stepped out of it.

The security guard reported her arrival to Zoe and let her in shortly after.

The moon was shining bright in the sky as her eight-inch high heels stepped on the snow. Her stocking got wet from the splash and the chill ate into her bones.

It was so cold that she was shivering all over, but her face spoke of determination.

She was going to take Zoe back to Mason’s manor.

Stopping before her manor,