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As the waitress left, Benjamin noticed a change in Cordelia's expression. She was staring after the waitress with a frown."What's wrong?" he asked, concerned."Didn't you see how she was staring at you? Staring at someone else's man that way," Cordelia replied, a hint of irritation in her voice.Benjamin laughed heartily. "Are you jealous?”"No, no I'm not," Cordelia insisted, though her tone suggested otherwise.Benjamin reached across the table and took her hand. "Don't worry, you're mine, I'm yours, no lady will come in between."Cordelia smiled lightly, feeling reassured. "I know. Uhm, can I make a request?""Of course, what's it? Tell me," Benjamin said."Can we try the private dining area for the presidential suite? I want to see how that place is," Cordelia asked."Oh, is that so? We won't be the only ones there, other high-profile guests will be there too," Benjamin pointed out.Cordelia nodded. "Sure, no problem, it's cool."Benjamin nodded and said, "Okay, give me a minute.
All eyes turned to Cordelia, and there was a collective murmur of admiration. "She's beautiful," said the distinguished man with the book. "Absolutely stunning," added the woman with the laptop, nodding appreciatively. "She's gorgeous," echoed the young couple, their eyes wide with admiration. Cordelia blushed at the compliments, feeling both flattered and a bit shy. She smiled warmly at the group and said, "Thank you, everyone. It's a pleasure to meet you all.” The older gentleman gave a soft chuckle and said, "You two make a striking couple. Welcome to the private dining area." With the introductions made and the warm reception from the other guests, Benjamin and Cordelia felt at ease, ready to enjoy their breakfast. The door to the private dining area opened once more. The waitress from earlier entered, now accompanied by another server, each carrying trays laden with dishes. The tantalizing aroma of freshly prepared food filled the air. "Here you are, sir, ma'am," the waitr
Immediately Raymond walked outside of his room, he headed straight into the hall but saw no one. Hearing voices from the dining room, he quickly walked in there. “Dad, Dad!” he called out angrily. At that time, Jacob, his wife Stella, Shulamite, and her sister were all in the dining room eating. “Won’t your brother come for his breakfast?” Stella asked Shulamite. “I don’t know, maybe he’s sleeping,” Shulamite replied casually. Just as Stella was about to say another word, Raymond's voice grew louder as he entered the dining room, visibly angry. “What’s wrong?” Shulamite asked, looking at him. “Why are you calling Dad’s name so loud?” Raymond ignored her and walked closer to the table, slamming his phone down. “Y’all look at this for yourselves.” Jacob stopped eating and asked, “What is it?” “Look at it for yourself,” Raymond said angrily. Jacob picked up the phone to check. Immediately, his mood shifted to anger as he saw what was on the screen and read the trending video of
Just then, Marshall's phone started ringing again—another call from Jacob. He answered it, bracing himself."Marshall, this is unacceptable! Your nephew and Benjamin—this is the last straw!" Jacob yelled. "I will not tolerate this kind of disrespect. Do you have any idea what this looks like for our families?""Jacob, I understand, but—”"No buts, Marshall! This needs to be addressed immediately. If you can't control your nephew, I will. You have no idea how furious I am. Fix this, or I will. Do you understand me? Your entire family's reputation is on the line here."Marshall sighed deeply, feeling the weight of Jacob's words. "I'll handle it, Jacob. Trust me, I'll take care of it.""You'd better, Marshall. Or there will be consequences. Mark my words," Jacob threatened before hanging up.As the call ended, Marshall's face turned red with rage. He slammed the phone down on the table, his fury boiling over."Goddamn it!" he yelled. "Cordelia and that Benjamin! They’ve crossed the line
Benjamin took the phone, watching the video play. He couldn't help but smile as he saw their special moment replayed. "Yes, that's us," he confirmed, handing the phone to Cordelia.Cordelia watched the video, her eyes widening with surprise and a hint of embarrassment. "I can't believe this is trending," she murmured, looking at Benjamin. "It feels so surreal."The other guests in the room started murmuring amongst themselves, some congratulating the couple, others pulling out their phones to watch the video themselves."Well, you two certainly know how to make an impression," one of the women said with a friendly smile.Benjamin chuckled, wrapping an arm around Cordelia's shoulders. "It wasn't planned to go viral, but I guess we did."Cordelia leaned into him, feeling a mix of emotions—surprise, happiness, and a touch of nervousness. "I guess this means our little moment wasn't so little after all.""No, it wasn't," Benjamin agreed, kissing her temple gently. "But as long as you're h
Meanwhile, back at Elysian University, in the head office, sat a very beautiful young lady named Brianna. She had been enrolled at the university thanks to Benjamin's help, but for the past four months, Benjamin had not attended any classes. This absence had deeply worried Brianna. She had exhausted all her resources trying to reach him, but to no avail. She even attempted to meet his friends, but they were elusive. Today, she had finally secured a meeting with the principal.The principal, having just finished writing and putting his pen down, looked up at Brianna. "Who are you, young lady?""Principal sir, I'm Brianna from the business class," she replied."What do you want?" the principal asked."Sir, actually, a friend of mine and also a classmate hasn't been in class for about four months now, and it's getting me worried. I've tried to find out where he might be or what could be wrong, but I haven't had any success.""A friend of yours or your boyfriend?" the principal asked, scr
"I don't care. I don't want to be your girlfriend nor be intimate with you. I've told you several times, can you stop bothering me? I'll report you."Maverick sneered and said, "I can buy this school if I want. Who will you report me to? Come on.""Please do not worry me," Brianna said, arching her hand about to get out when Maverick held her hand tight. "I heard you keep searching for someone in your class called Benjamin. Benjamin Hayes." Maverick chuckled. "You like him?" he asked."That's none of your business," Brianna replied."Well, well, to tell you, Benjamin is dead in case you don't know. Stop loving the ghost."Brianna's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean by Benjamin is dead? Trying to confuse me to accept you?""How many months have you seen him? He's dead. As I said, you'll wait and wait, and nothing will come," Maverick said smugly. He still thought Benjamin was dead because, that night, after receiving a call from Mixtic Romras' men that they'd finished Benjamin, h
As she hurried back to the kitchen to fetch the nachos, she could feel the other patrons' eyes on her, their whispers and laughter cutting through her like a knife. She fought to keep her composure, determined to get through her shift despite the humiliation and abuse. She had no other choice but to endure it for now, hoping that one day she could escape this nightmare and rebuild her life.She returned with a fresh plate of nachos and set it down carefully in front of the men. "Here you go, gentlemen. Fresh and hot."The burly man smirked but didn't say anything. Irene turned to leave when another man at the table called out, "Hey, you got our drinks wrong. I asked for a beer, not this cheap stuff."Irene frowned, remembering clearly that he had ordered what she brought. "I'm sorry, sir. I'll get you a beer right away.”As she reached for the glass, the man slapped her hand away, causing it to spill. "You can't do anything right, can you?" he snarled, standing up and slapping her acr