Chapter 12

Author's pov     "Oh my, it's Livia; why didn't you inform us you were getting married? Besides, you already know we would have wholeheartedly supported you."   Cynthia wailed out like a proud mom. She strode closer to hold Olivia's hands, but Mason, being the sharp-eyed CEO, quickly realized her next actions, so he moved his hands to hold Olivia's.     Cythian, embarrassed, took several steps back. She did not dare argue with the affluent CEO.     "Oh, son, you are being too protective. Haha, I was only going to hold her; after all, she's my daughter."   Cynthia added, but Mason only scoffed in response.   "Son?" he spoke.   "Who are you calling, son?" He questioned.     It felt as if she had to find a hole to hide inside at Mason's blatant rejection. Seeing his wife in a difficult situation, Jaxon rushed over to intervene.     "Of course, you are our son. You married our daughter, which automatically makes you our son."     Jaxon explained. Mason chuckled, and he stared at him like a