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Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Benjamin's Protector
A black SUV came to a halt on a desolate road about a kilometer away from the Luther family residence. The Luther home stood at a considerable distance from the rest of the neighborhood, situated on a vast piece of land that served as a substantial buffer from the surrounding area."You guys are okay with walking a kilometer or so?" Lebron asked them.He had deliberately stopped far enough away because if he advanced another two hundred meters, there might be an overseer of the Luther family villa who saw them coming."No problem, captain," replied Claire, on behalf of her friends.Lebron looked around. As far as the eye could see, no one was passing by. It was so quiet that Lebron could hear the sound of birds calling to each other."After passing through this housing complex, you go straight north. Later you will find a house with a very large yard with many guards at the gate. That's the Luther family villa," Lebron explained.Claire, Jenny, and Maria nodded. The three of them got
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Drunk Men
"I don't believe this is the right decision, Claire," Jenny whispered. She continued walking, tightly gripping Claire's arm. Fear had seized her heart and mind. Don't fault Jenny for her apprehension. The reality before them was undeniably daunting."There, calm down, Jenny. I promise there won't be anything," Claire said, trying to reassure her two friends.Claire could feel Jenny and Maria's palms holding her hand starting to sweat as they got closer to the two men carrying bottles of alcohol. Claire glanced anxiously at her two friends, then sighed."Claire, they're getting closer," Maria squeaked, very quietly, as if she was afraid that the two men would hear her."When we cross paths with them, be calm. Everything will go well even if they look for trouble with us. Trust me, we're not just any women, we're trained troops!"Claire, Jenny, and Maria tightened their grip on each other as they passed by the two men. Jenny even had to hold her breath while glancing at the two men out
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Run out of Toothpaste
Valerie's house, almost midnight.Like his old habit, Benjamin would brush his teeth before going to bed.However, when Benjamin went to the bathroom, he found that the toothpaste had run out.Benjamin absentmindedly scratched his head, even though there was no itch while muttering to himself, "It just occurred to me. Yesterday, I sliced open the toothpaste tube to scrape out the last bits of jam, and now I don't have it anymore."Believing that Valerie must have a substantial supply of toothpaste or at least one tube in her bathroom, she hurriedly exited her room. In the hallway leading to the kitchen, she encountered Valerie, who oddly enough, was holding a toothbrush.She took the initiative to greet, "Hey, Ben, aren't you asleep yet?"In response to the friendly greeting, Benjamin replied, "Not yet. I came to find you.""Oh, really?" Valerie raised her eyebrows. "I was actually hoping to catch you and inquire if you have any spare toothpaste. Mine ran out, and I don't have any in
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Benjamin vs The Revolver Guy
As their car journeyed farther, Valerie only began to discern what Benjamin had seen.Instantly, her complexion drained of color. Three provocatively dressed girls stood in confrontation with two inebriated men. One of the men brandished a firearm, appearing poised to fire within moments.Benjamin jerked the steering wheel hard to the left, slamming the gas pedal and blaring the horn at full tilt.In response to the impending blur of a high-speed vehicle hurtling in their direction, the two inebriated men, driven by pure instinct, abruptly hurled their bodies backward, in a desperate attempt to evade the impending danger. Simultaneously, the trio of alluring women, despite the car's trajectory not directly threatening them, mirrored the same defensive maneuver, their graceful figures momentarily contorted in an instinctual dance with potential catastrophe.Benjamin swiftly slammed on the brakes, his intended intervention narrowly missing its mark. The car's tires emitted a high-pitch
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Claire?
"You demon man!"The two drunk men widened their eyes in disbelief. They called Benjamin a demon because he had magical powers that could not be explained by human logic. They were very sure that Benjamin was not an ordinary human like them.Annoyed, the man with the revolver threw his revolver in a final attack.Benjamin swiftly caught the small revolver. Laughing crisply, he asked, "Don't you have any other bullets?"The two men did not answer. They looked at each other as if they were communicating through what was implied in their gazes.The two drunk men tried to run away. However, Benjamin moved faster. Benjamin grabbed their back collars and pulled them until the two big men fell to the ground."Where do you think you are going?" Benjamin asked with a grunt. He kicked the two men until their faces kissed the ground.If they thought they could escape from Benjamin's trap, then they were very wrong. Benjamin was not a man who would just let go of someone who had made a mistake to
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Reject All Offers
Benjamin effortlessly unraveled the complexity of all these inquiries with a singular, succinct response."Everything is fine," Benjamin asserted, but his words fell short of providing instant solace to Valerie. The expression etched across her face remained steeped in anxiety. As she locked eyes with Benjamin, her gaze bore an intensity that hinted at suspicion of concealed truths. Despite his explicit directive for her to stay put and avoid descending, Valerie couldn't help but catch wind of the unfolding events."I heard there were five shots in total. Were you hit by any of those shots, Ben?" Valerie pressed once more. Her sense of ease hinged entirely on Benjamin's ability to offer a convincing reassurance.Benjamin shrugged his shoulders. "Not a single bullet found its mark on me," he responded nonchalantly. Benjamin extended both arms, executing a casual twist of his body, a physical demonstration aimed at reassuring Valerie. With this gesture, he effectively showcased to he
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Standing Still
At this moment, Claire, Jenny, and Maria resumed their journey towards the Luther family villa.Despite the tense event they had just experienced, Claire couldn't shake the residual tremors coursing through her entire body. She pressed on, mechanically walking forward, but her gaze carried a slight vacancy, a reflection of the lingering impact of the recent ordeal.Observing Claire's lingering unease, Jenny couldn't resist offering reassurance. "Claire, there's no need to be nervous anymore. The danger has passed, hasn't it? Young Master Frost saved us all!"Maria chimed in, "Your nervous demeanor is a bit peculiar. You should be thrilled to reunite with your old flame, Claire."Claire flailed her arms and gave her two friends an annoyed look. "Could you please stop bringing that up? I'm not nervous because I'm scared; you know, I'm not a coward. You've all misunderstood," Claire asserted, seeking to clarify the source of her unease.Jenny pressed on, her gaze unwavering. "If it's no
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Security of Madness
"Seven... eight... nine..."When the security guard reached the count of nine, he held his voice a little longer to give Claire and her two friends one last chance.However, he did not find any change in expression on Claire's face. Jenny and Maria might be a little frightened, but not Claire. The girl was still standing tall and blatantly staring right into his eyes.With that look, it was as if Claire wanted to convey: I was never afraid of your truncheon.Regrettably, the security guard harbored a strong aversion to anyone attempting to assert dominance over him. His defensive instincts kicked in without delay, compelling him to safeguard his pride and dignity in this encounter."Ten!" he declared, concluding his count with an abrupt elevation of his club. "Prepare yourself for this!"With unwavering determination, the security guard swung his club directly toward Claire without a moment's hesitation.The young woman swiftly raised her hands to shield her head, displaying a defensi
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You're Overconfident
Benjamin remained silent, unmoved to say a single word to Sienna, who was gazing at him with hopeful eyes. The odd look Benjamin gave her made Sienna freeze, unable to hide her confusion behind her gaze.Suddenly, Lebron appeared behind Ariana, bursting into laughter upon hearing Sienna's words. Lebron’s laughter filled the room, indicating that he was entertained by Sienna’s remarks. However, his laughter quickly turned into an expression of disgust as he looked at Sienna with disbelief."Ugh, you... rude and disrespectful, and even worse, you're overconfident," said Lebron with a tone full of disgust. His piercing gaze reflected his disapproval of Sienna’s attitude, which he found both disrespectful and overly confident.Lebron, with undeniable doubt, questioned Sienna's ability to lead the company. To him, Sienna’s experience as an idol was insufficient to prove that she had the necessary qualifications in the business world. Lebron dismissed Sienna’s profession as an idol, deeming
Let Me Took the General Manager Place
Sharp-eyed Jack's gaze pierced towards Sienna, his eyes betraying the complex swirl of emotions in his heart. A sharp pang of jealousy and disappointment churned within him, their intensity threatening to breach the calm facade he struggled to maintain. Despite his efforts to appear composed, the tumultuous waves of emotion inside him were difficult to conceal.His gaze lingered on Sienna, grappling with conflicting feelings—prickling jealousy at her unwitting praise of Benjamin, disappointment in himself for feeling this way, and a deep-seated concern for their mission's integrity. Jack's jaw clenched slightly, his knuckles whitening as he fought to regain control over his turbulent emotions.A flicker of vulnerability flashed across Jack's features before he steadied himself, forcing a neutral expression. He took a deliberate breath, trying to channel his focus back to the task at hand despite the emotional storm raging within him.Jack took a deep breath, his chest rising and falli
He's More Handsome...
Seinna stood frozen, her gaze locked onto Benjamin's face from an unexpectedly close distance. Her hazel eyes, still wide with the remnants of surprise and relief, now scrutinized his features with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.Benjamin's face, though not conventionally handsome in the classical sense, exuded a commanding presence that seized Seinna's attention. His square jawline conveyed determination, while his piercing eyes held a depth that hinted at a complex inner world. His brows, furrowed slightly in concern, added a hint of intensity to his otherwise composed demeanor.What struck Seinna most was Benjamin's charisma—an intangible quality that radiated from him effortlessly. It was in the confident set of his shoulders, the firm yet gentle grip of his hand that had steadied her moments ago, and the unwavering focus in his gaze. There was something magnetic about him, a magnetism that transcended mere physical appearance and drew her in.As she stood there, caught in th
The Stairs Incident
The executives broke down completely, their cries filling the room with an overwhelming wave of despair and anguish. Each tear seemed to carry the weight of their vivid imaginations, conjuring images of harsh landscapes, relentless tasks, and isolation that stretched into eternity. The thought of facing such trials in the remote wilderness gripped them with a visceral fear, their minds racing with the uncertainties and hardships that lay ahead.Meanwhile, Benjamin remained stoic and unyielding, his expression a mask of unflinching resolve. His gaze bore into the executives with a steely intensity, devoid of any hint of mercy or compassion. They had stained his company with their actions, and now faced the full weight of his judgment.The room seemed to shrink under the weight of Benjamin's unwavering stare, the air thick with tension and the palpable sense of impending consequences. Each second stretched, the silence punctuated only by the faint echoes of the executives' despairing so
My Decision is Final!
In the tense hush that gripped the room, Mr. Chen maintained a steadfast silence, his lips pressed together in a resolute refusal to speak. Benjamin's patience wore thin with each passing moment, the atmosphere in the room heavy with unspoken tension and the weight of unresolved issues. Every second felt fragile, like delicate tissue paper under the pressure of unanswered questions and the gravity of the situation at hand.Turning towards Lebron, Benjamin's gaze held a silent plea for resolution. His eyes, usually steady and composed, now betrayed a hint of urgency and determination. In that shared glance, there was an unspoken understanding—an acknowledgment of the need to navigate the complexities before them with clarity and decisiveness.Lebron, attuned to Benjamin's unspoken signals, stepped forward with quiet determination. His presence filled the room, a calming yet assertive force amid the mounting tension.With a nod in response to Benjamin's signal, Lebron confidently withd
Who is Involved?
Benjamin's sharp stare fixed on Lebron, conveying a silent yet commanding message through his eyes. It was a wordless directive, a signal for the young man standing before him to step aside and allow Benjamin to take charge of the unfolding situation.Lebron quickly understood Benjamin's message conveyed through his eyes. Without hesitation, Lebron stepped forward, approaching Mr. Chen who still knelt in front of Benjamin.With a decisive motion, Lebron forcefully grabbed Mr. Chen's arm, pulling him away from Benjamin's feet. Though Mr. Chen's body struggled to remain rigid, for Lebron, the action posed no difficulty. With controlled strength, Lebron managed to release Mr. Chen's grip and guided him back to his original position.Other company executives witnessing the scene were frozen in fear. The electric sensation emanating from Lebron's actions kept them rooted in place, their faces pale with unspoken dread. The room became tense and filled with unease, creating a palpably charge
I Apologize, Master!
In front of the heavy, imposing room door, Lebron's serious countenance remained unchanged as he methodically turned the handle, revealing no hint of emotion. His actions spoke of a deep-seated resolve and a meticulous approach to the impending confrontation within. Benjamin, positioned just behind Lebron, mirrored his colleague's stoic demeanor, his face a study of calm determination as he prepared himself mentally for what lay ahead. The silence that enveloped them seemed to amplify the significance of the moment, each second stretching out as they stood poised on the threshold of a critical juncture in the fate of Treasure Village.Lebron, his hand reaching eagerly for the door handle, conveyed a sense of anticipation that reverberated in the charged atmosphere around them. With a determined grip, he attempted to turn the handle, only to find it frustratingly unyielding—the door remained firmly locked, thwarting their immediate entry. This unexpected obstacle momentarily halted the
They Scared of Us, Master
Upon arriving, Benjamin's eyes quickly caught sight of Lebron standing at the entrance, his figure silhouetted against the fading light of dusk. He parked his car with a sense of urgency and purpose, the engine's hum fading into the background as he stepped out onto the pavement. Lebron, ever watchful, turned towards Benjamin as he approached, a faint expression of concern mixed with readiness marking his features.Lebron stood with a vigilant demeanor, his gaze unwavering as Benjamin approached. His brow was slightly furrowed, betraying a mix of concern and readiness for whatever awaited them. Dressed in a crisp, dark suit that accentuated his stature, Lebron exuded a sense of professionalism and preparedness. His attire was immaculate, complemented by a subtle hint of a tie peeking from beneath his jacket, suggesting attention to detail and readiness for the occasion.As Benjamin drew nearer, Lebron's expression softened marginally, a gesture of acknowledgment tinged with the weigh
Go to Treasure Village, Now!
Without a moment's hesitation, Benjamin swiftly retrieved his phone once more, his fingers moving with purposeful speed. Recognizing the gravity of the situation, he navigated through his contacts, meticulously scrolling until he found Lebron's name. With a sense of urgency weighing heavily on his mind, he composed a message, carefully choosing each word to convey the importance of the impending conversation. Finally satisfied with his words, Benjamin pressed send, dispatching the message into the digital ether, knowing that the next steps would be crucial in unraveling the mysteries surrounding Treasure Village.[Lebron, you must come with me to Treasure Village right now. I'll wait for you there!]After sending the message, Benjamin waited anxiously, his heart pounding with anticipation for Lebron's response. The seconds stretched into minutes, each moment intensifying the already tense atmosphere that surrounded him. The soft glow of his phone illuminated his face in the dimly lit
