Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love
Chapter 1528 - 1531: Mason Scott’s Turn to Suffer (3)

Chapter 1528: Chapter 1531: Mason Scott’s Turn to Suffer (3)

Once the treasured daughter of the Reddington family, she became the young miss of the Ford family due to the selfishness of adults.

Then, she went from being the young miss of the Ford family to a child in the orphanage.

Had it not been for the fortunate adoption by Mr. and Mrs. Gray, who knows what kind of tragedy would have befallen this young Miss Redington.

Most of the guests below came from privileged families and couldn’t help but associate Mason Scott’s words with the dark struggles within their own family estates.

Emotions of sorrow and sighs...

Slowly filled the hearts of the crowd.

...

On stage, Mason Scott, with every bit of his strength, finished this final speech and finally slumped to the ground in exhaustion.

His heart was racing so fast, it felt as if it would leap out of his throat.

He had said it, everything was said!

As if finally relieved, Mason Scott sat on the ground, the heavy stone that had been pressing on his chest finally lifted.

"Mr. Lucas..." Mason Scott said in a low, hoarse voice, "Now, you can let me go, right?"

He had said it all, Aidan Lucas should have no reason to keep him any longer.

Mr. Lucas cast his gaze downwards, squinting his narrow eyes.

He did not reply immediately; the brief hesitation sent Mason Scott’s barely settled heart back into his throat.

"Fine, you spoke well, you can go."

After a long while, Aidan Lucas’s voice finally rang out, and Mason Scott let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank Mr. Lucas, thank... Ahhh— Ahhhh— don’t come here, stay away!"

Mason Scott’s words of gratitude were cut off as two stray dogs, originally held by the staff, suddenly broke free from their leashes.

Two large dogs, seemingly attracted by the scent on Mason Scott, charged straight towards him.

"Ah, help, help me! Don’t let them come, don’t— don’t—"

Mason Scott fell to the ground and desperately rolled around.

However, the two large dogs fixed their target, biting onto Scott’s trousers, and despite the staff’s strenuous efforts to pull them away, they wouldn’t let go.

Mr. Lucas stood by with his arms folded, occasionally ’kindly’ instructing his subordinates to help.

Of course, whether it was the dog caretakers or other waiters who came to help, they had all been alerted in advance; they seemed to exert force, but no one was actually trying hard.

Even the two staff members who ’accidentally’ lost control of the leash had actually ’let go’ after receiving a signal from Mr. Lucas’s eye contact.

The sounds of dogs barking, screams of agony, and shouts all rose from the stage, turning into chaos.

Below the stage, the guests were stunned.

The reporters with their cameras aimed the lens precisely at Mason Scott rolling on the stage, not willing to miss any exciting moment.

Momentarily, the two out-of-control stray dogs were finally subdued by the staff.

All four dogs were pulled away, and the group of waiters who helped also retreated.

In an instant, only the auctioneer, Mr. Lucas, and Mason Scott, who was knocked out and bare-bottomed, remained on stage.

"Mr. Scott, Mr. Scott..." the auctioneer called out to Mason Scott from afar.

Seeing that there was no reaction from Scott, he had to endure the foul stench emanating from Scott and ran over to gently push on his shoulder.

With this push, Mason Scott, who had been lying askew, turned face up.

The trousers on Mason Scott’s body were long gone, bitten off by the stray dogs.

The boxers underneath were also torn to shreds, almost offering no coverage at all.

With this turn, the important parts of his lower body were exposed right out of the torn boxers.

"Ah—" the auctioneer’s face turned pale, he screamed and backed away.

"It’s, it’s gone... Mr. Scott’s...", he exclaimed.