The servant knocked on the door and said, “Dinner is served, Mr. Mason. Will you be having dinner now?”

“Sure! We’ll have dinner now.”

The servant went downstairs. Her footsteps trailed off, but he still kept Zoe pinned down. She couldn’t help but squirm a little.

“Aren’t we going to have dinner now? Help me up.”

In response, he stared back at her wordlessly. She couldn’t fathom what was on his mind. She tried pushing him away, but he grabbed her arm and put it back on his chest. His heartb