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Benjamin's Heirloom Ring What Have you Overheard?
The teasing was only met with a stiff smile by Claire.Darvis inquired casually once more, "I was just wondering. How long have you been present, and what might you have overheard?"The question, although asked very lightly, managed to make Claire's heart skip a beat. She almost regretted her decision to show up right after Darvis and Matthew finished talking. She should have waited a little longer so that she wouldn't arouse Darvis' suspicions.However, there was no way to turn back time.In response, Claire offered a reassuring smile, attempting to conceal any nervousness. With composure, she replied, "I've just arrived, Young Master. Although I witnessed you conversing with Sir Matthew, I didn't catch a word of your discussion. I apologize if my presence caused any disturbance."Darvis looked at the woman with some skepticism. Claire appeared right after he ended the conversation with Matthew. That was already suspicious enough. Too perfect to be called a coincidence.However, Da
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Massive Property Sales
Apologies for that oversight. Let me enhance the word count for you:The entire population of the block gathered in the nearby park, a communal space just a stone's throw from their residences. They stood, curious and contemplative, as Joshua addressed them, weaving through the threads of the compelling proposition laid out by the middle-aged man."Your homes, each one of them, I am prepared to acquire at a generous sixty percent of the initial purchase price!"The residents, however, found Joshua's offer rather lackluster. The price he suggested seemed meager to them, a mere fifty percent increase from the original purchase. Typically, the value of a home appreciates over time, not the other way around. This raised doubts among the residents about parting with their cherished abodes."If we invested ten million dollars in a property, you're proposing to acquire it for a mere six million dollars. Is that not accurate, Old Man?" questioned a discerning resident.Joshua nodded sagely. "
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Holden Sinclair
By noon the following day, every transaction related to the property purchases had been successfully concluded.The residents waited no longer to move out of their homes to what they thought was a safer place to live.Fort Valley, the powerful owner of the domain, felt that limitations were inevitable. Although its entire property estate within the domain of one of its blocks had been sold at a very marginal value, leaving only 60% percent of the original wealth embedded in the price, the reality still felt like an overlooked perfection.Through the meticulous calculations of the property sales experts gathered under the Fort Valley banner, unimaginable figures slip the mind. There's a prevailing belief that the value of every square inch of land within the block might experience a staggering plummet, reaching an astonishing 80%. Such a forecast carries the potential to dismantle the once unassailable power and splendor that had firmly taken root.More than just that predicament, For
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring The Truth
The bustling activity echoed through the corridors of Block E1 as its residents, with the exception of Valerie and Benjamin, embarked on the task of loading their cherished household possessions onto the waiting truck.Opting for swift action over protesting at the Fort Valley Marketing Gallery, they hastened their departure to mitigate the potential threat of a second attack.Simultaneously, Holden Sinclair's sleek black Mercedes-S-Class sedan raced at a brisk pace through the labyrinthine streets of the E1 block.Looking out of his car window, Heldon said sadly to his assistant."It's disheartening to witness," he remarked. "Their actions won't just precipitate a sharp decline in property values but also besmirch the esteemed reputation of Fort Valley."Seated behind the wheel, his assistant could only offer a sympathetic smile and utter, "It's undeniably disheartening for someone of your perfectionist caliber, Master Sinclair. Nonetheless, I genuinely hope you can rectify the situa
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring The Secret of Sinclair
Benjamin remained silent, opting to patiently wait for Holden to conclude his business.As Valerie arrived with a tray bearing two sizable glasses of juice and some snacks, she was somewhat taken aback witnessing the typically authoritative Sinclair revealing a more emotional side.Waving his hand, Benjamin signaled for Valerie to refrain from approaching any further. After all, Holden was a man of considerable stature, and the prospect of his tears being witnessed by a woman would undoubtedly lead to profound embarrassment.Valerie nodded understandingly and promptly retreated to the kitchen, deftly portraying the semblance of having witnessed nothing at all.Five minutes later, Holden Sinclair finally finished his business. He stopped crying and started trying to wipe away all the tears on his face.In a composed gesture, Benjamin handed the middle-aged man a napkin, casually stating, "This must offer a bit of solace, don't you think?"Holden nodded, "Well, I apologize for having to
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring Heldon Conquered
Benjamin interlocked his fingers, patiently waiting for Holden to respond. Wiping his sweaty face, Holden inquired, "I can't deny it. Everything you said is true. Yet, I've never shared this secret with anyone, not even my wife. How did you uncover it?"With a smile, Benjamin responded simply, "I discerned it from the expression in your eyes, Mr. Sinclair.""Just from that?" Holden sought confirmation.Benjamin only nodded his head in response.Holden released a long exhale. Honestly, he never fully believed that the reason given by Benjamin was the truth. Instead, he had his own speculation — that Benjamin obtained information about his illness from the doctor, either through theft or bribery.He glanced over at the young man and inquired, "Sure. If some miraculous twist of fate lets you peek into all the hidden corners of my life through my eyes, then go ahead. But, I'm just puzzled, why spill it all out right here?"Heldon pressed on, "Before this, you extended an invitation for m
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring New Servant
Benjamin offered a faint smile and requested, "Enough of this. There's no need to go any further."Holden acquiesced, lifting his head from the floor, yet remaining in his kneeling posture."You should dial the number on this business card," Benjamin instructed, extending a pristine piece of card to Holden. "Her name is Aria. She serves as my party secretary. Once you're back home, it's imperative to promptly report your membership to her."Holden nodded in compliance."You may depart now, Mr. Sinclair. There's no further business to discuss here," Benjamin commanded, waving his arm dismissively."Understood, Master." Heldon straightened himself, a profound bow marking his respect for Benjamin. "Beginning this very moment, I'm at your beck and call, ready to heed your every command. Please, feel free to reach out whenever assistance is required, no matter the nature of the task."A satisfied smile played on Benjamin's lips. "Produce the results I'm looking for, and I'll ensure a stead
Benjamin's Heirloom Ring The Protesters
Slipping his phone away, Benjamin turned to Valerie with a touch of regret. "Looks like I'll be arriving home late tonight," he mentioned.Confused, Valerie furrowed her forehead, perplexed. "What's happening, Ben? We were just planning a quiet night with dinner and jazz music without any neighbors around. Why are you canceling all that so abruptly now?"Benjamin shook his head, responding with concern, "I have a client who needs urgent treatment tonight. Otherwise, he might not see the sun tomorrow. I hope you understand."It was evident that Valerie felt disappointed with Benjamin's choice. However, upon hearing that his work was related to someone's life, she refrained from making any comments."You should come home right after finishing your work, alright?" Valerie pleaded with hope in her eyes. "I'll still prepare dinner and a bottle of good wine for us. Tonight is the only chance we have to enjoy some quiet time without neighbors. Make sure this little celebration isn't postpon
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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
