As soon as the words left her mouth, Ella nearly bit her own tongue. What was she supposed to say? She had no recollection whatsoever.
"What's up?" Mason asked, looking down at the woman with the troubled expression.
"Um, I..."
Ella's pleading glance was directed at Charlotte, she was clueless about such matters. Moreover, the person in question was so formidable that she was afraid Mason might toss her out of the window at any second.
Seeing Ella looking in her direction, and Charlotte impeccably dressed, Mason knew something was up. She was about to go over when Ella suddenly hugged her.
"Sis, go quickly."
Since the enemy was powerful, she should choose the dumbest method of action.
A vexed expression crossed Charlotte's face.
Mason tried to step towards Charlotte but Ella clung firmly onto her.
Looking at Ella clinging onto her like a Koala, Mason was both amused and annoyed. "Let go."
"No. Genna, run."