Chapter 27 Mason Sees Celeste’s Face
“Head to the first floor!” The bodyguards didn’t seem unpicious
Celeure ready to escape, spoke up. T’m going now!“.
Jun as she was absent to leave, Mason grabbed her wrist again. Im not done talking to her. I’ll make sure she goes down myself” Mason stared at Celeste Wheatly are you!”
Celeur hadn’t expected Mason to be uspicious She blinked “I’m jut a regular waitresd
Mason narrowed his eyes, dearly not buying it. “A regular waiter who knows my name?” Gelese
He continued. “Who do you keep appearing in front of me? What are you aber?”
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Running Imo Man had been purely accidemal. Why was he overthinking i
never expectedte ruminto him here.
She hadn’t figured out how to explain herself. If she couldn’t talk her way mundii, Mason would definitely not let her go.
The longer she stalled, the women’d be if someone found the unconious waiter inthe bathroom. She il love the chance to change back into her clothes Toloudy looked into you. My goal here is simple: I’m trying in snag a rich husband. You were of my targets. Is that awer modenough for you!”
As she spoke, Celeste deliberately leaned closer to Maxm
Mason stepped back, a look of disgost flashing across his face.
At that moment, a businessman’s voice rang out from behind them “Find hert No matter what
Maven looked over, “Mr. Collins, what’s going on!”
The bussman. Mr. Collins, upon sering Mason, began. “Shadow is on this yacht. She died herself as a waitress and broke into my site, mealing files from my computer. We’reat sea–there are no lifeboatsmearby Jumping into the ocean would be suicide. She’s will here, she can’t escape. I have to find her.”
Shadow disguised as a waitres
Mason had heard of Shadow before–the top name on
en the blackner, the most infamous
His heart skipped a beat. Whmbe tumed back, the woman from earlier was gonn
Ieting sold him that woman was Shadow
No wonder her amitude was so had No wonder the knew who he was
Thinking about her face. Mason said, Think just saw her. I can identify her.”
Celeste quickly made her way to the bathroom downdairy and changed back into her clothes.
Maxon was here—mething Celege hadn’t expected. Now that Mason had seen her disguised face, she figured Mr. Collins might ask him to identify her
That meant the couldn’t use the disguise again. But she didn’t have a backup
After thinking for a moment, Celeste decided to tear off the disguir and put on a mask inrad
Blending back into the crow she figured as long as she avoided Mason, there’d be no problem.
Yet her eyelid kept twitching, giving her a sense of unease:
Mason had arrived downstairs. All the wall were gathered on the deck, and Mason scanned the group. He didn’t spot the woman.
Just then, a bodyguard approached, reporting they’d found an unconscious waitress in the bathroom.
The yacht’s surveillance system had already been hacked, so they had no idea what had happened
“Shadow” Mr. Collin seethed with anger.
“She’s likely hiding among the guests now. Tonight’s masquerade is the perfect cover for her. Have everyone remove their masks. I’m going to identify them one by onet Search every inch of this yacht, umide and out
The guess had no idea what was happening Why were they bring asked to remove their masks at a masquerade?
Still, no une protected and complied
Only Celeste realized that her disguised identity had likely been discovered by Mason. But when Mason had searched the waitstaff, he hadn’t found her.
Mason
have described her appearance, which led to the current checks. People who looked even remotely similar were being pulled aude. Celeste wished anyone else would come check on her, but back want on her ude. Mr. Collins and Mason were making their way toward her.
Celeste had condered removing her mask earlier. Now, she wished it was permanenily welded to her due.
She knew il–running into Mason always brought bad luck.
Soon, they wood in front of Celesir. Mason stared at her. “Why haven’t you taken off your musk?”
“It’s incommenient, Crewe replied.
That voice was the same is the woman who looked like Cele
Mason wasn’t fooled Just because she’d clunged clothes didn’t mean he couldn’t recoure her. Clothes could change, but her voice couldn’t. Mason’s gaze darkened. He reached out, grabbed her mask, and yanked in off
In the next wond, Mason fro
