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
Doctors are still carefully examining Ben's condition. After a moment, the examination was over. The doctor's face, which had initially looked serious, was now smiling. "Mr. Ben just has a common fever; after resting today, he will recover tomorrow." This answer made Benjamin, who was still lying on the bed, feel relieved. "No need to worry, everything is normal, it's just his blood pressure that has dropped," the doctor continued to explain. Steve nodded with his gaze directed at Ben. The doctor grabbed the book and pen from the nurse, wrote something down, and handed it back. "In order for the fever to subside soon, I'll give him some medicine. And don't forget, Mr. Ben, to not skip meals; I hope you can recover quickly." This doctor spoke with an occasional glance at Ben, then moved on to Steve. "Do we need to administer an IV infusion? Or, for a quicker recovery, can we just inject some medicine into his body?" Steve suggested to the doctor, causing Benjamin to look worrie
"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
After some time had passed, the car in which Patricia and her son were traveling finally arrived somewhere, in the middle of nowhere.No one knows the details of this location, except Margaret, Joseph, and Jonathan along with his wives. However, Patricia is currently unaware of where she is."Come on, Sir, let's go out!" said Joseph to Benjamin who was mesmerized by the old building that was now in front of him.An old mansion in the middle of a remote area that is more accurately called a forest."How can there be a house this big here?" asked Benjamin as he stood in front of his car door.Meanwhile, Joseph and the driver were busy helping Patricia and her wheelchair out of the car."Of course it's possible, it's your ancestor's legacy from Mrs. Patricia's side," Joseph explained.Patricia, who had been awake since earlier, also chimed in. “I'm confused too. How could Mom (Margaret) and her people find my family's villa without even asking me about it?”"Mrs. Margaret and Mr. Jonatha
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
"This fact may be hard to believe, but in reality, Andrew is still not your biological brother."Margaret explained this fact several times, while Benjamin still looked shocked, he was confused, his feelings were mixed."If he's not my brother, then … who is he?" Ben asked curiously.His grandmother paused for a moment, before going on to reveal an even more shocking fact. "He... is the biological son of the fake Anderson."Benjamin rubbed his head and face repeatedly, these facts and secrets that Margaret revealed to him, made him even more dizzy and confused."So, you mean... it implies... indirectly, Andrew is my uncle? He's not Dad's son, but … Dad's cousin?" Ben spoke slowly, with a gaze fixed blankly on the white walls of the room.Margaret's face looked annoyed. "Don't call him uncle, the evil man in our house doesn't deserve to be your grandfather, even though he looks exactly like my husband Anderson," she said as she grasped her husband's palm.This old woman stared at the c
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
Andrew still chose to remain silent with his lopsided smile, he looked at Benjamin with a condescending gaze."That sucks. Stop insulting me with that annoying smile of yours! Just tell me what you mean by all this."Why are you using my name to cover up your ugliness, don't you feel the slightest bit sorry for me?" asked Ben angrily, with a flushed face.Meanwhile, the man, who was a few years older than Ben, remained unmoved, as if he had no intention of replying at all, no matter what his younger brother said.When he had the chance, Andrew slammed Ben's hand off his collar. "Get your smelly hands off my shirt!"Benjamin clenched his fists again. "Why are you such a pain in the ass Andrew!" he retorted, completely infuriated.Meanwhile, Andrew looked at him with a cynical gaze. "Stop making noise!" he replied, inviting his opponent's emotions.Benjamin pulled on his brother's shirt collar again, but this time Andrew was able to turn the tables by pulling Ben's shirt collar back, al