"I can handle this," Aurora reassured Phoebe instead. "Really, it's fine. Please don't tell Sophia. I'm begging you, Phoebe."

"Alright."

Since Aurora didn't want help, Phoebe backed off. "Go take care of things."

Aurora returned to Mason's side as the lobby manager was saying: "Mr. Jackson, my superior needs some time to get here. Let me escort you to the upstairs lounge for some tea and refreshments while we wait."

Mason waved him off. "Tell him to hurry."

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