Ben read the contents of that paper silently. The torn piece of paper had a phone number written on it for a nameless, confusing person.There is also written: 'Call him, with the phone that I have hidden under your pillow, he will answer all of your questions.'Ben hurriedly stepped towards his bed, looking for the phone that she said had been reserved for him.Sure enough, a smart phone that was already on was ready for him to use. It was as if they already knew that this man didn't have a phone before."How did they know I didn't have a phone? Did Steve tell them? Things are getting weird and I'm getting suspicious," he thought, clutching his phone tightly.Ben breathed heavily waiting for the person on the other end of the line to pick up.He walked back and forth, massaging his forehead. His steps stopped as a heavy-sounding male voice greeted him.Before Benjamin could speak, the man on call had already warned him. "Don't say anything, just say yes or no. Sir, now you just shut

The heavy voice of someone behind his back startled Benjamin. "Don't worry, Sir, we've tampered with the back garden CCTV network, and our confidants have ensured that no one will cross the warehouse area." This man stepped closer to Ben, then stood by his chair. Benjamin stood up and took a good look at the old man who was now talking to him. "You?" "Joseph Carter" he replied with a serious, thoughtful look on his face. "Sit down, and tell me everything!" pleaded Ben, who sat down first. The 65-year-old man nodded and sat down together on the lawn chair. He began to say what he was supposed to say. "I am loyal to you, Sir, and I will help you, not only because Margaret ordered it of me. But because I also respect you as my lord. "However, Sir, keep pretending nothing happened and tomorrow after your meeting with Anderson, plan your mother's escape from this house. "Margaret will meet you somewhere; if possible, I'll come and take you there." Benjamin frowned. "Why didn't Marg

"They took Mrs. Patricia's wheelchair by force and treated her roughly, Sir." Joseph reported to Jonathan; who sounded calm, despite his anger.The man's gaze was sharp. "What did you do to my wife?" he asked, making the men in suits, all dressed in black, bow slightly; none of them sounded like they were arguing with Ben earlier."Tell me! Why are you treating my wife so harshly?" asked Jonathan again, in a firmer voice.Seeing this opportunity; Joseph then grabbed the wheelchair handle from them and gave it to Benjamin who had been silent and staring deeply at his father's face.Ben was silent, as if drugged by the bad memories that kept repeating in his head, it felt like he was reluctant to reprimand and ask how his father was doing, a family relationship that felt a little strange.The guards remained silent, until a threat came from Jonathan's mouth. "You have no ethics and do bad things that are not based on orders, I will fire you!"One of them interjected in self-defense. “Fo

Steve, with his cold expression, faced Andrew who is currently in Anderson's private room."How could he possibly defy Grandfather's orders?" he asked with an angry expression."Benjamin is sick, Sir," Steve replied briefly.Andrew, who was seen sitting in his grandfather's chair with his legs resting on Anderson's desk, gave him a piercing stare.“Sick? Are you sure? Did you check it yourself? He could be lying," he asked, his fingers fiddling with the pen.Steve nodded, he explained everything calmly. "I'm very sure, Sir, and I've asked Mr. Anderson's own trusted doctor to check his condition, the results are that he really does have a fever."There is no lie at all. If you still don't believe me, I can provide proof of the medical records."Andrew let out a short breath with a crooked grin on his face. “Pathetic, just returned home for a day and already got a fever. How will he last any longer?” His sneer turned into a broad smile."Then where is he now?" he asked with a face that

All those memories now come flooding back, as if they had just happened, and Benjamin is engulfed in contemplation...The letter and its envelope were thrown violently at Benjamin's face; a young man who was confused by what was going on.He had come just a few moments ago, having been summoned by force to meet all the family members; who were waiting for him in this room — a special room belonging to Anderson; in order to listen to something that was said to be important and would be delivered directly by his grandfather.In fact, Benjamin, who had just arrived and had not had time to understand this situation, was confused. He was now being berated in front of the entire Anderson family for no apparent reason."Shame on you! How can this boy be so shameless? How can he think he's a hero by fighting in a bar, and it's not the first time!" Anderson snapped at the rest of the family.Especially his sharp forefinger pointed at Ben's face who was still silent, not giving much response, b