Untold chronicles of power

Chapter hundred four

"Dad, we have a lot to talk about," Sophia began, her voice trembling slightly with emotion.

Benedict's expression softened as he sensed his daughter's unease, his gaze filled with a mixture of concern and understanding.

"It's okay, Sophia. We can talk later," Benedict reassured her, his voice gentle but firm.

Sophia nodded, her heart heavy with the weight of the conversation that lay ahead.

Just then,

Fernando now fully entered the room, a warm smile spreading across his face as he greeted Benedict.

"Is good having you back, sir," Fernando said, stepping forward to extend his hand in greeting.

Benedict returned the handshake, his grip firm yet gentle, feeling the rough calluses against his skin as he met Fernando's gaze.

Benedict shook Fernando’s hand, “Ah, Fernando,” he said. “My memory is a little shaky now, but I still remember glimpses of how you saved me. Thank you.” Benedict said, his voice filled with gratitude.

Fernando’s eyes crinkled at the corners. “It was nothing,” he sa