CHAPTER 528: CHAPTER 528: YOUR SIZE, GO BACK AND TRY IT ON FOR ME

Saying this, Mason Bennett was directly pushed out of the crowd.

Although everyone is interested in handsome guys, at the moment, they’re more interested in Fiona Grantham’s gossip excitement.

Mason squeezed out of the crowd, removed the thing from his face, and his face instantly turned completely dark, gritting his teeth against a tide of anger.

In the next second, his arm was suddenly pulled, then dragged to an inconspicuous corner.

Seeing what Mason held, Bella Green couldn’t stop bursting into laughter. Luckily, it was chaotic over there, and despite her loud laughter, no one paid attention.

"Mason, Mason Bennett, you actually got a bra stuck on your face, hahaha..."

Bella pointed at the black bra in his hand which he hadn’t had time to throw away, laughing breathlessly.

Just imagine, a man always so noble and proud, like a flower on a high ridge, with a bra stuck to his face—the impact, absolutely enormous.

Watching the girl laugh to the point that she was out of breath, Mason’s face was so dark it could drip ink, glaring at her gloomily.

"Very funny?" The man’s voice, devoid of warmth even in such a noisy mall, still entered Bella’s ears so clearly.

The moment the girl heard this, she dared not laugh, shook her head: "Not funny."

Mason narrowed his eyes, exuding a hint of danger, then picked up the bra in his hand, glanced at it, and smirked.

If Mason were angry with her, it would be fine, but he suddenly smirked like that, and Bella immediately felt a bad premonition rise in her heart.

Sure enough, the man spoke with a smile.

"Your size fits perfectly. When we get back, wear it for me to see if it’s really funny."

Bella looked at the lace, nearly see-through bra in front of her and couldn’t laugh anymore.

"Bro, I think right now we should be figuring out how to get Grandma out and then make a quick escape..."

Bella suddenly said with a very serious and earnest expression.

Mason’s dark eyes squinted, how could he not know she’s purposely shifting the topic, yet he didn’t bother to pursue it.

Instead, right before Bella’s eyes, he carefully folded the bra and then put it into his pants pocket.

The look he gave her clearly conveyed a message.

I’ll keep it for you, we’ll slowly continue this topic once we’re back.

Bella watched his action and was instantly left speechless...

As for rescuing Grandma Bennett, the final decision is they should first protect themselves.

Grandma Bennett’s level is such that she doesn’t need anyone rescuing her, if anyone needs rescuing, it’s Fiona Grantham...

Shortly after, the mall was almost surrounded, even reporters who were scouting nearby rushed over.

Finally, under the mall security’s guidance, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Fiona Grantham, whose face had long turned steel blue, was escorted away by someone.

Seeing her leave, the spectators naturally scattered as well.

Grandma Bennett tidied her slightly disheveled clothes, then smiled contentedly and turned to find Mason and Bella.

Finally spotting the two in the corner, she immediately walked over cheerfully.

Headed straight for Bella, directly squeezed Mason to the side, holding Bella’s hand, looking very smug.

"Bella, how was that? Grandma avenged you, that little vixen, trying to become my granddaughter-in-law, should go train for a few more centuries."

Hearing Grandma Bennett’s words, Bella just felt something was off.

"Grandma, if this gets on the news, won’t you also be filmed?" Bella said with some difficulty.