Cordelia blinked at him, still stunned.“You paid eighteen million in cash?” she asked softly. “I don’t understand… did you have investors on standby or something?”Benjamin smiled slightly and leaned closer.Instead of answering, he kissed her gently, his hand resting on her waist.“Let’s go home,” he murmured. “We’ll talk properly later.” He didn't stop there, he slid his hand into her top touching her tits and licked her lower lips.Cordelia laughed softly, her cheeks warming. She kissed his cheek in return.“I actually have something for you,” she said, her voice playful. “You’re going to love it.”Benjamin raised an eyebrow. “Really? What is it?”She smiled mysteriously.“You’ll know soon,” she said, turning the steering wheel as the car rolled forward.The car rolled smoothly along the road, the city lights fading behind them.Benjamin leaned back in his seat, his head resting lightly against the headrest. His eyes slowly closed as he relaxed, the quiet hum of the engine soothin

The words dropped like stone into water.Rose’s eyes widened slightly.Rhoda stiffened.Marshall froze.The butler lowered his gaze briefly, not surprised—but thoughtful.Cordelia turned slowly to look at Benjamin.Benjamin turned his gaze from Marshall and looked at the butler calmly.“From now onward,” he said, “you’ll help my wife run the family company.”The butler didn’t hesitate.He inclined his head slightly. “Anything you want me to do, young master, that’s not a problem.”Marshall swallowed hard.His fingers tightened slowly on the arm of the chair.“Benjamin…” he called, his voice no longer confident.Benjamin turned his head slightly.“What happened?” he asked calmly.Marshall sighed, forcing himself to speak.“I don’t understand why you’re so determined to remove me from the company,” he said quietly. “But even if you do… why are you removing me from this house too?”For a moment, the room was silent.Benjamin smiled faintly.“You’re not the right person to run the company

Helen nodded slightly.Rakshasha remained still.Benjamin leaned back slightly.“This ends here,” he said quietly. “You all did well.”Benjamin slowly brought out his phone.The room was quiet.No one spoke.He unlocked the screen, his fingers moving calmly across it as he opened his banking app. The glow from the screen reflected faintly on his face as he selected multiple accounts one after another.Helen Anderson watched silently.The animator sat upright, hands clasped.The newspaper men stood still, their expressions serious.Rakshasha and his men remained like statues.One by one, Benjamin confirmed the transfers.A few seconds later, notification sounds began to echo softly around the room.Phones vibrated.Screens lit up.$50,000 received.$50,000 received.$50,000 received.Some of them stared at their phones in disbelief.Others slowly exhaled, as if a weight had finally lifted from their shoulders.Benjamin locked his phone and placed it back on the table.“That’s it,” he s

Later that night, when Benjamin returned, the hall felt lighter than it had in days. Only Cordelia and Rose were there, seated comfortably, eating, sipping their drinks, and watching a TV show. Laughter filled the space as they talked over the characters on the screen and teased each other about small things. “Hubby,” Cordelia smiled the moment she saw him. She stood up immediately, walked over, and hugged him, resting her head against his chest. “How are you?” she asked softly. “I’m fine,” Benjamin replied calmly, his hand settling lightly on her back. “How about you?” “I’m good,” Cordelia said, pulling back slightly with a smile. Benjamin nodded and took a seat. Cordelia turned at once and said, “Let me bring your food.” He nodded, and she walked off to get it for him. As she did, Benjamin looked up and said casually, “So, I want to book our flight tickets now. We’ll be leaving tomorrow—back to Elysian.” Cordelia stopped mid-step and turned around, clearly surprised. Even Rose

Everything was neatly arranged—two packed suitcases stood by the wall, shoes aligned, documents placed carefully on the table. Their clothes were folded and set aside with intention, every detail handled. Benjamin stretched and sat up, glancing at the clock. 7:30 a.m. Their flight was at 10. “Good morning,” he said calmly. Cordelia turned to him with a soft smile. “Good morning, baby. Hope you had a nice night.” He nodded slightly, then looked around the room. “You woke up early,” he said. “Why? Our flight is 10 a.m.” Cordelia nodded. “Time runs faster than we expect,” she replied. “So I wanted to be up early and get most things done. I’ve packed everything, and I’ve already laid out what you’ll wear.” Benjamin stood up, walked over, and took her hand, gently pulling her toward him. He tapped her lightly and smiled. “Thank you,” he said. “I’ll make it up to you when we get back there—trust me.” Cordelia wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply, holding him for near