Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 98 A Heroic Rescue

Thereafter, Nicole quickly turned around to leave as she did not even want to stay on for a second more in this hotbed of dispute.

However, not long after she left the private room, Mason caught up with her.

“Hey, Pretty Lady, is this how you treat someone who got you out of a pickle?” he yelled as he watched her leaving in a hurry.

Nicole stopped and turned to look toward Mason. Earlier in the room, she did not clearly observe his look. It was only now that they had come out from the room to a brighter corridor did she realize that he was actually a handsome man.

Besides the rascal-like smile on his face, there was a tinge of brazenness in his alluring eyes. Holding the cigarette between his fingers and the bright-red hair, he gave the first impression of a good-looking gangster.

“Thanks for helping me out today, President Schumacher,” Nicole said politely.

Nicole reckoned Mason must be some respectable person since even Shaun, the Human Resource Department manager of Gardner Corporation behaved in a servile manner toward him. As such, she knew she did not have to go too far to thank him with money.

“Just call me Mason. Only outsiders will address me as President Schumacher.” Taking a step forward, Mason approached Nicole and sized her up from head to toe.

in the lounge, she did not wear any makeup today. There was an innocent demeanor on her delicate face, which made her look totally out of place in this venue and it actually gave one a pleasant

strangely after

didn’t really mind. “By the way, what’s your

“I’m Nicole Anderson.”

Then, he nodded and praised, “That’s a sweet name. I’ll remember you from

getting her name, he did not ask her to continue staying. Instead, he waved her goodbye. “Miss Anderson, it’s better to stay away from places like this

all, you won’t always be this lucky to bump into

at least he was polite and did not behave in

that, she thanked

home. Hayden had already gone upstairs to sleep, so there was only Zachary sitting in the living

lifted his head to glance at

his weary look, a concerned Nicole asked, “Did something

was drained with exhaustion. Rubbing his brows, he still talked in a gentle

“Yeah, there’s indeed something.”