Cordelia forced a smile. "No, everything's fine. I just couldn't remember if I locked my door or not, and I thought maybe someone might have come in to check."Rose looked relieved. "Oh, okay. I was worried for a second. If you need anything else, just let me know."Cordelia nodded. "Thanks, Rose. I'm fine now. I'll just take this and try to get some rest.""Alright. I'm here if you need me," Rose said reassuringly.Cordelia looked thoughtful for a moment. "I remember, I can't find my access card. Can anything be done about it?"Rose frowned with concern. "Oh, sorry about that. A new card can be issued. Have you locked your door?"Cordelia shook her head. "No, I didn't, so that I can go back inside."Rose nodded understandingly. "Alright, I'll make a call to the card provider early in the morning to get a new card for you. But you can come stay in my room if you want.”Cordelia shook her head with a smile. "No, thank you. I'll just stay in my room. I can open it from the inside."Rose
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Cordelia closed the door, went to sit down, and looked at the card with a deep frown. She tried to think but couldn't piece together what had happened. Eventually, she placed the card aside, frustration etched on her face. Meanwhile, back at Elysian, in a large villa with separate rooms, two men lay on their luxurious beds. These were Austin and Matthew, Benjamin's best friends. The villa was a recent purchase from Olive Lane company, owned by Benjamin without their knowledge. Austin lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a light smile. "After all this suffering, God finally remembered us. I drive a good car, earn well, Matthew drives a good car, earns well too, now it is..." He paused, sat up straight, and continued, "Benjamin. Where is Benjamin?" He got off the bed. "He once told us he had found his mom. Could it be that his mom has taken him away or what? No, he needs a better life like us, we've always been together." In the other room, Matthew was scrolling happily throu
Matthew nodded, a touch of concern crossing his face. "Let's pray we can find our brother."Austin nodded in agreement. "For now, let's head to the business class. We can find out all the information we need."The two brothers made their way to Benjamin's class. Upon entering, they saw a teacher in front of the students, deeply engaged in teaching. Austin and Matthew greeted the teacher and introduced themselves as former students who were there for inquiries.The teacher gave them permission to speak, and among the students was Brianna. Over the past few months, she had grown thicker and more beautiful, her eyes fixed on Matthew and Austin, wondering who they were.Matthew cleared his throat and addressed the class. "So, please, you all had a teacher here, Ms. Cordelia. Where is she, please?"Hearing Cordelia's name, some of the students looked sad. Brianna, who had not met Cordelia, looked around curiously.One of the classmates spoke up. "Ms. Cordelia doesn't come anymore. She has
Brianna looked at them earnestly and said, "Can we please focus on finding Benjamin? That’s really what matters right now."Matthew and Austin sighed and nodded in agreement. "Of course," Matthew said. "We need to find him. He's our brother."Austin turned to Matthew and asked, "You’ve never heard anyone talk about him or know his whereabouts?"Brianna hesitated for a moment, her expression troubled. Then she recalled a conversation with Maverick. "There is one person who might know something," she said slowly. "Maverick. He’s a popular, rich guy here.”Matthew and Austin exchanged confused looks. "Maverick? What does he have to do with this?" they asked. "We know him. Tell us more."Brianna took a deep breath and explained, "Maverick has been pursuing me for some time. When he learned that my thoughts were always on Benjamin, he told me that Benjamin was dead. I didn’t believe him at first; I thought he was just trying to get me to forget about Benjamin. But now… I’m not sure."Matth
Cipherella stepped forward, her expression resolute and unwavering. "I'm ready, master," she said with a calm, steady voice. "Here to serve you always."Benjamin gave a slight nod, appreciating her loyalty and readiness. "Good," he replied. "Prepare everything for our departure. We leave as soon as possible.”The next day, just before dawn, Benjamin and Cipherella stood ready. It was around 4 a.m., and the air was cool and still. They both wore outfits that were unique and strangely practical, designed for a mission that required both stealth and speed.Benjamin was dressed in a sleek, form-fitting black jacket made from a high-tech, bulletproof fabric that looked like a regular leather jacket. His pants were reinforced with tactical padding, blending seamlessly into a pair of sturdy, lightweight boots. The dark colors of his clothing seemed to absorb the surrounding shadows, making him almost blend into the dim light of early morning.Cipherella, standing beside him, wore a dark, fit
Carrying their large loads filled with weapons, suits, and other equipment, Benjamin and Cipherella made their way through a narrow, open street. It wasn't particularly busy, but a few cars were passing by, and the occasional pedestrian walked along the sidewalks. The two of them moved carefully, mindful of their surroundings and the conspicuousness of their presence.Cipherella glanced at Benjamin and asked, “So, master, where are we going now?”“Al-Maliki,” Benjamin replied. “That’s where Darnell’s base is. We’ll stay in a hotel there for now.”As they continued walking, they noticed that people were staring at them strangely. Benjamin realized that it was likely because of their attire. Cipherella’s fitted coat and tactical pants stood out among the local women, who were dressed in long, modest clothing, their heads covered with scarves. The men, too, were dressed in loose, long-sleeved shirts and trousers. Their foreign appearance, combined with their heavy bags, drew more attenti
Benjamin raised an eyebrow slightly at the high fare but didn’t argue. “Uh, that isn’t a worry,” he said, waving off the concern. “But can you find us a good hotel to stay in? Something cool and private, you know, good.”The driver shrugged. “High-end hotels are in Damascus, so you’ll need to go there rather.”“Damascus?” Benjamin asked, “Is it far from Al-Maliki?”The driver chuckled lightly. “Al-Maliki is actually a neighborhood within Damascus, not a separate city or town. It is located in the western part of Damascus and is considered one of the more affluent and prestigious areas.”“So it’s very close, then. That’s good,” Benjamin said, feeling more at ease.“Okay, thank you,” Benjamin added, settling back into his seat.Cipherella turned to Benjamin, a thoughtful expression on her face. “Master, what about the money? How will you get their currency? Do you need to go to a forex bureau?”Benjamin shook his head, a slight smile on his lips. “No, that’s not a big deal. My bank is a