Caspian glanced at him, then went back inside and headed upstairs.
On the eighth floor, he looked down through the corridor window. Mason Nightshade's car was still parked there, his gaze unmistakably caught his attention, his sharp black eyes narrowed.
"Caspian... Caspian bro!" an astonished male voice called out. Viscount Johnson stood frozen with surprise, unable to believe what he saw before him, this man who looked as clean as a deity under the sunlight... uh... an illusion, it was all an illusion about him being a deity.
He was all too aware of his twisted sense of humor.
Caspian regarded him for a while, his serene eyes finally flickering slightly, "The brat from the Johnson Family?"
When they were young, Aurelia Shaw and Viscount Johnson were "thick as thieves". When Aurelia was beaten by Uncle Johnson, Viscount Johnson would be beaten by Caspian, and to this day, Caspian remained his psychological shadow, making him tremble all over at the sight.
