The only person daring enough to settle scores with the President is probably Mason Nightshade.
Adrian Cooper wasn't bothered by his irreverence, following him inside, and whispered in Mason Nightshade's ear: "The Capital City isn't like the tabloid news online. Are you letting this girl march in so flamboyantly? Are you hurting her or protecting her?"
As soon as the words landed, Mason Nightshade tugged on the coat covering Aurelia Shaw, shielding her face.
Adrian Cooper clicked his tongue and said, "You're really protective of her."
"Should I protect you instead?" Mason Nightshade retorted sarcastically, then turned to Ava Thompson, "Quick, take your man home. He's so useless, couldn't even watch over a woman, I don't even want to say that out loud."
"Brother Mason, don't bully Brother Adrian, he, he's no match for you," Ava Thompson was busy defending her man, not noticing the darkened face of her own man.
