Diane's conscience remained sincere and clear. If only her mother hadn't pressured her to hastily divorce Benjamin and marry a wealthier man, perhaps they would still be living together now. She couldn't help but imagine a life where she and Benjamin continued their simple marriage, a life that she believed would bring her genuine happiness and satisfaction.After Nathan callously walked away without a second thought, Diane lost her faith in wealthy men. All she desired now was to reunite with Benjamin and return to the simplicity of their old days.In tears, she implored once more, her voice quivering with desperation, "Benjamin, I beg you to reconsider. I acknowledge my mistake, a fleeting moment of confusion. If you're willing to take me back, I promise to carve out a life for us that's decent and honorable. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make amends and rebuild what we had."As she uttered these words, Diane's sincerity was palpable. If Benjamin chose to return to her, sh

Benjamin simply nodded, though uncertain whether he'd ever find himself in need of Valerie's assistance.In comparison, Valerie's wealth, or even the entire family's combined assets, amounted to not even a tenth of the wealth currently under Benjamin's possession.While the Morgans were undoubtedly the wealthiest family in Regal Hill, the Frosts held the title of the richest in the entire country. The disparity between the two was like comparing the earth to the sky.Hence, it wouldn't be inaccurate to regard Valerie's offer to assist Benjamin as somewhat of a jest.At this point, Benjamin remarked, "It's getting late, and it wouldn't be wise to prolong our conversation. You have a busy day ahead tomorrow. I'll head back to my room and get some rest.""Oh, hold on a sec," Valerie interjected. "I heard there's this great movie that just came out. Haven't watched it myself, but my pals swear it's a tearjerker."Benjamin's forehead creased in confusion. The direction Valerie was heading

By three in the morning, Benjamin, fatigued yet content, decided to document the recipes and reactions of the successful Jade Young Pill and Shallow River Dragon Pill. With unwavering focus, he diligently entered this crucial information into his laptop.His success didn't instill fear of his writings being read by others; rather, he recognized that the crucial element in creating the pill was the white flame that materialized in his hand, something unique to him that no one else possessed.As the sun began to make its presence known, Valerie knocked on his bedroom door. Benjamin, without hesitation, powered off his laptop and swung the door open."What's the matter, Val?" Benjamin inquired upon noticing Valerie's troubled expression.Valerie swiftly relayed that her father had received a report about an unexpected incident at the Morgan family villa. Benjamin nodded and promptly grabbed the cardboard bag that had been prepared on the table."Let's go," Benjamin said with a serious to

Benjamin smiled with satisfaction, content with the capabilities of the twenty individuals before him. Subsequently, he initiated the formation of a group named "Shallow River."The nucleus of our group consisted of the two individuals we pinpointed, while the guiding figures steering the group were indeed the initial three people Albert had mentioned earlier on in our conversation."Shallow River essentially operates as a collective, where all members contribute to the overarching objective. However, the primary goal of the collective is not determined through joint decision-making; only I have the authority to set it," Benjamin explained emphatically.Nods circulated among the group. There was no dissent regarding the party's vision and mission; their commitment to Benjamin had been previously affirmed. In that moment, an unspoken vow echoed within each of them – a pledge not to oppose Benjamin.A smile played on Benjamin's lips as he snapped his fingers, his tone firm as he added,

Hearing his nephew's name mentioned, Fabian choked on his saliva.'For God's sake, what's that little brat up to? Out of all the millions of people he could have offended, why did he choose to offend Master Frost?' Fabian muttered to himself.Fabian coughed, clearing his throat of any lingering irritation, and then asked, "Mr. Frost, if it turns out to be my nephew, I wouldn't hesitate to lay down a hefty punishment. But can you be absolutely sure it's Darvis Luther?""I'm pretty darn sure he's your nephew, Mr. Luther. He even had the audacity to boast that he's the nephew of a big-shot politician – none other than you," Benjamin responded, shooting a sidelong grin at Darvis.Fabian silently cursed, fed up with his meddlesome nephew who seemed to revel in stirring up trouble. Despite it all, he couldn't deny the love he harbored for Darvis; after all, blood was thicker than water.However, Fabian loved his nuclear family much more. Therefore, Fabian decided to do one thing he had neve