A few seconds later, the door opened up to heavily built men walking into the office to grab Andrew by the shoulders.“Hey, let me go!” Andrew found that he couldn't break out the hold on him. “What the hell, Butler Caleb!” He goes at the older man.The old butler raised a small and thin device he had attached to his inner pocket with the red circle glowing. “I had to call your father's bodyguards, Sir Andrew.” His face showed no regret, though, as he stared at the men in black and white suits. “Take the young sur to his room and make sure he remains locked in until I say otherwise.”“Yes, Sir!” The men chorused as they easily dragged Andrew out of the office.Andrew could only glare heatedly at the butler as he was carried back to his bedroom, ignoring the shocked stares he was getting from the housekeepers in the mansion.So much chaos had unfolded in the Tyrone estate due to the reappearance of the humiliating posts online. If only they knew that Benjamin was behind the whole thin
Benjamin hummed in reply to Alexa's question. Most students on the same level as Andrew Tyrone knew that not only was he rich, he was incredibly influential. It was to the point that he could cause other students to be expelled with just one call. This scary power was all due to Director Thorpe, along with another authority figure at the academic institution, who was clearly on Andrew's side due to the single fact that he was a son of the Tyrone family.“Also, what's the deal with Principal Dice?” Alexa spoke with irritation evident in her voice. “He was weirdly on Benjamin's side the whole time, even forcing you to serve the punishment.”And this is what made Andrew unwilling to let Benjamin go even though he doesn't believe the guy is responsible for the posts reappearing on the internet. It was because of Benjamin that he had to watch helplessly as Principal Dice fired Director Thorpe and then made him serve that punishment, which had now brought this level of humiliation upon him
“I'm sorry, but huh?” Mathew Crow stared at Anthony Wood with a dumb gaze.Anthony stood up with a straight back as he adjusted his suit. “What? Do you have a problem with a driver like me speaking on behalf of my boss!” He had an eyebrow raised at the head of security.Mathew Crow didn't know how to answer this. He kept shifting his gaze between this driver, who he had seen at the estate gates during the issue with the stupid security guard, and the shadow of the man seated behind the veil of the translucent glass wall.At the time the head security guard showed up at the estate's main gate to settle matters, he had never laid his eyes on the young master of the Whiteridge family as this person remained seated in the luxurious car, hidden behind the tinted windshields.Anthony Wood scoffed when he got no response from the head of security. “Listen up, Mr. Crow. My young master has given me the permission to end this meeting and have you thrown out if you insist on talking to him dire
Anthony froze at the fact that he had been caught. He allowed a few seconds of silence to pass. “Why….did you call me to be your mouthpiece? You could have used anyone else in this mansion? In fact, it would have been more suited if you had used Head Butler Locks instead.”Benjamin slowly turned to face Anthony while his hands were calmly held behind his back.“Do you doubt that I made a good decision by choosing you?”Anthony quickly shook his head with a slight bow of his head. “Young Master Benjamin, please don't get me wrong. It's just that well…..I doubt that I'm the best fit for something like this.”“If you weren't the best fit I wouldn't have called you in here in the first place.” Benjamin smiled slightly as he walked forward to place a firm hand on the older man's shoulder.“But I'm merely your driver. I don't think I should be allowed this kind of privilege.” Anthony stared down at the ground with a humble demeanor. “Young Master, I don't want people around you gossiping ab
“I want a room on the base floor to be renovated into an office. You can mimic the interior design of this office but I want it to be of a lesser quality overall.”“Oh.” Lia Locks tilted her head. “If I may ask, Young Master, what is this for exactly?”“As you know, I'm limiting the amount of people that are allowed to know my identity right now. I wasn't as well prepared as I would have liked to be before receiving an outsider like that head of security guard.”Lia Locks took a couple of seconds to comprehend Benjamin's words before nodding her head slowly. “So you want to build a separate office, dedicated to receiving outsiders who are not authorized to know your identity.”Benjamin nodded his head with a smile. “I want that office to have an in-built wall of translucent glass. That will be the assigned meeting spot with visitors or guests who are not allowed to see my identity.”This office he was currently seated in should be a place where Benjamin didn't have to hide himself. H
The voice of Hunter Whiteridge chuckling could be heard. “Okay, you sound happier to hear from me than I expected you would be. It seems you have really taken this old man as your grandfather.”“Well, that's because you are.” Benjamin quickly replied with a ‘duh’ tone.If either Head Butler Lia Locks or Anthony Wood had been here to witness this, they would have been left shocked by the sudden switch in Benjamin's attitude. His demeanor has gone from this somewhat aloof young master to a child who has long grown fond of his paternal grandfather.“Good, I like that.” Even though others might find it weird that Benjamin was acting too familiar with Hunter Whiteridge, who he had just met not even up to two days ago, Hunter Whiteridge himself didn't find this weird at all.After finding Benjamin, Hunter had been incredibly worried if there would ever be enough time for him to foster a genuine bond with this long-lost grandson of his. He knew he had missed out on his childhood and teenage
At the Whiteridge family's Prime Estate,Hunter dropped the phone and stared into space for a couple of seconds before he suddenly burst into a hearty laughter, his chest shaking with every outlet.The head butler of the prime estate stared at his master with a bit of confusion.“Master Hunter, may I ask what's making you laugh right now?”“My grandson, who else?” Hunter sighed as he sat up straight in his seat. “Herbert, can you believe my grandson suddenly expressed his desire to come to visit me right after I told him how dangerous it could be to be caught by other members of the family?”“He did?” Herbert McKlin was surprised by this. “Young Master Benjamin is showing a lot of guts already.”“Exactly!” Hunter suddenly burst out with a loud tone. “Benjamin reminds me so much of my son right now.” There was a bit of a soon expression on the old man's face right as he recalled memories of his son. “Dallas was an exceptional heir.”Sherbet couldn't help the sad smile that appeared on
“Brody, why didn't you just tell us that you already made an appointment with the big boss?” The driver seemed a bit frustrated as he drove past the black gate.Brody smirked coldly. “Simple; it was fun watching you two almost shit yourself from assuming I would dare show up to the big boss's place unannounced.”The henchmen in the passenger seat let out a breath of relief as the car moved along the lit road. “Brody, this is about that guy from Friday night, isn't it?”“Don't fucking mention him right now.” Brody's Ayra immediately became cold.Of course, the henchmen were talking about the incident in front of the luxurious restaurant with Max and Benjamin. Brody could never wash off the humiliation he had been dealt that night, the same way he couldn't seem to get the taste of the dog shit he was forced to eat out his mouth. Ever since that horrible night, he could've enjoyed his meals in peace without the taste of dog shit being registered in his brain.Brody was certain that his