Chapter 241: Chapter 241: Just because he is my man!
Feeling the strange reaction of the little thing in his arms, Mason Bennett’s gaze deepened slightly.
"And moreover, she wasn’t hit at all. The injury on her face was drawn by that girl, it’s lipstick. If you don’t believe me, just wipe it."
Fiona Grantham pointed at Bella Green’s face, speaking urgently.
Just moments ago, she was overwhelmed by Mason Bennett’s aura, causing her brain to momentarily freeze up.
This Bella Green, was never hit at all!!
Mason Bennett lowered his head at the words, seeing the furry little head in his arms burrowing into his embrace, even nuzzling closer, her voice muffled.
"My face hurts..."
Victor Bennett: "!!!" Your face???
"Really, Mason, believe me, she wasn’t hit. It was clearly she who hit me and Nancy Lowe."
Fiona Grantham became more and more anxious as she spoke, afraid that Mason Bennett wouldn’t believe her, and stepped forward to grab Bella Green.
However, before her hand could touch Bella Green, it was intercepted by a large hand.
The man’s strong palm tightly grasped her wrist, with such a force that it almost crushed her wrist bone, causing her to nearly scream out in pain.
"Did I give you permission to touch him?"
The voice, icy cold and fierce to the extreme, instantly blurred Fiona Grantham’s eyes, and the unwillingness in her heart surged to her head.
The man looked at her, a flash of impatience in his eyes, as he forcefully flung away her hand, showing no tenderness whatsoever.
Fiona Grantham was flung backward by the force, and if not for Victor Bennett’s quick reflexes to catch her, she would have taken quite a fall.
"Brother, how can you do this!" Victor Bennett was also anxious.
Clearly, his brother had a good relationship with Fiona, and they were all good friends. How did it come to this?
Mason Bennett glanced at Victor Bennett, then retracted his gaze, tightening the suit wrapped around Bella Green, suddenly lifting her by the waist.
The standard princess hold shocked the crowd.
"Brother, you..." Victor Bennett’s eyes widened, tongue a little tied.
From childhood to now, his brother had never held him like this, and now he was holding that weakling??!!
Fiona Grantham watched the man’s actions, nearly losing her balance, inevitably astonished.
Such a noble man, how could he lower himself to hold someone like this? And that too... Bella Green?
Not to mention others, even Bella Green was startled, then thinking of her face, she quickly buried her head in the man’s chest.
"Mason, do you know what you’re doing?" Fiona Grantham yelled out of control, without worrying whether Mason Bennett would hate her, she pushed Victor Bennett away and stepped in front of him.
Fiona Grantham pointed at Bella Green, even her voice trembling slightly.
"She... she’s a man, how can you hold her like that? Do you know what kind of impact it would have on you if others saw it!"
Mason Bennett halted his steps, looking at the woman blocking his way, his expression growing increasingly sullen.
"Move aside."
But Fiona Grantham stubbornly refused to move, knowing that if she let them leave, it would truly be over.
"Mason, why do you never believe me? If you just look at her face, you’d know that she’s lying, she’s just a liar full of lies. Why would someone like her deserve your protection?"
That sharp questioning fell on the man’s ears, not stirring even the slightest ripple.
Suddenly, the man lowered his head, glancing at the little thing in his arms with its entire head buried in his chest.
His cold and sharp expression instantly melted like spring, his thin lips parted slightly, his deep and unhurried voice striking everyone’s heart like a powerful hammer.
"Because, he’s mine!!"