Yet why was Margot such a mystery to him? Was she actually good at hiding her past from prying eyes?Benjamin sat down in a chair with the file in hand, lost in thought....The next day, Margot endured her pain and arrived at the hotel. When she saw the construction progress, she smiled in satisfaction. Just then, her phone rang. She answered with a smile. "Hello?"Benjamin asked, "Are you awake?"Margot replied, "I've already left home. What's wrong? Are you planning to skip school today?"Benjamin huffed. "I've already drafted the contract. Where are you? I'll come pick you up."Margot's eyes lit up. "No need for that. Just send me the location, and I'll come over."Benjamin hummed in acknowledgment. After ending the call, Margot took the subway and arrived at a law firm. Dylan and his group were already there. Their expressions changed when they saw her—all except for the sleazy man who kept stealing glances at her.A murderous gaze suddenly loomed over him, and the
The skinny man sighed. "My name is Kevan Stoneman."The sleazy man piped up, "I'm David Nickleback."Margot chuckled and waved her hand, leading them toward the subway station as if she were the head of some gang. "Let's go. I'll show you the way home."Dylan and his companions followed her. After a few stops, they stood in front of a run-down hotel.Kevan couldn't help but ask, "What's this place?"David wondered aloud, "Did you inherit this from your parents?"Dylan gave them a look before turning back to Margot.Margot ignored them. She calmly stated, "This place will reopen soon. Once it's open, you'll be my tools. I don't care what you did before, but starting today, you'll have to get rid of all your bad habits. After all, we have laws in place. You can't go around breaking them all day."Dylan and Kevan remained silent.David, on the other hand, chuckled. "Sure thing."Margot gave him a cold glance before heading inside. "You'll be supervising the work here. Remember,
Tamara's face dropped. She nervously grabbed Margot's hand and shook her head repeatedly. It was clear she didn't want that to happen.Margot comforted her, "Don't worry, there's still a chance to change the future. We haven't reached that point yet. We can still make it right."Tamara, reassured by Margot's words, gradually calmed down.Margot thought to herself, "That's right. There's still time."Margot furrowed her brows. "Moreover, I think your mother seems to have found out about it."Tamara nodded. "I think so too."Margot asked, "So, what do you plan to do? Will you wait until tomorrow to talk to her or tell her tonight?"Tamara pursed her lips and hesitated. "I'm not sure. If she knows about it, why didn't she contact Grandma instead? Why would she silently watch as we run around like headless chickens?"Margot paused. She never thought about this before.Tamara continued, "I don't know how to describe my feelings. It's as if my mom knows everything but is just unwill
Quentin was fuming with anger. He glared at Margot.Just then, Tamara walked over. She huffed at him before slamming the door in his face.Quentin was seething with anger. But when he turned around, he saw Alex standing not far away. Her usual gentle smile had disappeared, and she looked at him coldly."Mom ..." Quentin swallowed hard when he saw her.Alex coldly muttered, "Quentin, is this how you treat your sister?"Quentin gritted his teeth. He wanted to say something, but Alex had already walked away, not even sparing him another glance.His hands clenched into fists.His disdain for Tamara wasn't solely due to the secret he held but also because Alex had never once smiled at him. When it came to Tamara, Alex always showered her with affection. He wanted that too, but he had never received it.Why?Why was there such a stark difference even though they were born of the same mother? Was it because they didn't have the same father? Was it because Alex despised his fath
Patrick nodded. "Don't worry, Mr. Inkling. I'll make sure there won't be a shred of evidence left behind."Benjamin hummed in acknowledgment and took a drag of his cigarette. He exhaled a smoky circle that immediately blurred his vision.Patrick suddenly chimed, "Mr. Inkling, is that Margot?"Benjamin paused and instinctively wanted to throw his cigarette away. However, he froze when he realized what he was doing.His brows furrowed at the cigarette in his hand, then across the street at the charming young lady.What was he doing? Why was he about to toss the cigarette because she was here?It was ridiculous.He put the cigarette back in his mouth and squinted at Margot. He then approached her."What are you doing here?" he asked.Margot smiled at him. "I'm here to ask you out for a meal.""Haha ..." Benjamin chuckled. He took a drag of his cigarette and blew another smoky circle toward her face. His lips curled into a sly smile. "Are you paying for the meal, or are you com
Margot turned to the vendor. "Two burgers, please."She looked at Benjamin and added, "Wait a moment, it won't take long."Benjamin's hands were in his pockets, and he squinted at her silently.After a while, Margot returned with two burgers."Here you go." She handed one of them to him.Benjamin glanced at it. "Are we going to eat standing here?""Of course not." Margot shook her head. "Follow me."Benjamin gave her a weird look, curious about where she was taking him.Margot led him to a park. She sat down on a bench and patted the seat next to her. "Come on, have a seat."Benjamin was starting to question his life choices.Margot smiled. "The environment here is wonderful. You get to be one with nature while enjoying your meal. And the scenery here is good too. What more could you ask for?"Benjamin sat down beside her and sighed helplessly. "I'm starting to regret accepting your invitation."Margot glanced at him. "Why?"Benjamin looked at the box in his hand. "It's my
Benjamin cocked an eyebrow at her words. "Is that so?"Would she actually pay them? He didn't think she would. Margot immediately nodded. "I'm telling the truth. I just didn't specify how much I would pay them. That will depend on my mood."Benjamin smiled charmingly. "I knew it. You haven't forgiven them."Margot shrugged. "I'm not a saint. I won't let anyone who bullied me off easily."She was the kind of person who would take her revenge no matter how high the cost. She wouldn't go down without a fight.If it weren't for the circumstances, she wouldn't have hired those men in the first place.Benjamin nodded in agreement. "You made the right choice."Margot stood up. "Let's go. I'll take you home."Benjamin chuckled. "Did I hear that right? You're going to take me home?"Margot paused before she awkwardly scratched her nose. "I don't have a car. Then, I'll escort you to your car."Benjamin stared at her and nodded. "Alright."The two retraced their steps slowly. This ti
"Come home for dinner tonight." Shane Inkling's voice sounded from the other end of the line.Benjamin sighed. "Grandpa, it's a bit too late for that. I just had my dinner."There was a pause before Shane suggested, "You should still come back. Your brother will also be here tonight."Benjamin sneered. "What? Are you saying I should go back and welcome him? Who does he think he is?"Lance Inkling was Trevor Inkling's illegitimate child. Trevor brought him home a year after Benjamin's mother passed away. Only then did Benjamin discover that his father, Trevor, had another family outside.Since then, Benjamin developed a strong hatred for the Inkling family and rarely returned home.Shane felt bad for Benjamin. But Lance was still a member of the Inkling family. He wanted to treat his two grandchildren equally. So, he would always invite Benjamin over, hoping the brothers would make up.But how could this be resolved over a simple dinner? Shane sighed helplessly. "Benjamin, you