Chapter 117
Sage stared at the towels folded over her arm and grimaced. She had thrown a kettle at Mason.
Technically, she had thrown it at Scarlett, but Mason had unfortunately chosen that exact moment to walk into the path of destruction.
She closed her eyes. "Perfect, Sage. Absolutely perfect."
The mansion had barely survived Damien, Vivienne, Ethan, and whatever emotional earthquake had happened last night, and now she was apparently attacking innocent men with kitchen equipment.
She shook her head and started upstairs. She needed to apologize.
Nothing more.
She reached Mason's door and knocked twice before pushing it open.
"Mason?"
There was no answer as she stepped inside.
His room looked different from the last time she'd properly seen it.
There were new shelves along the
