HIDDEN LEGACY : THE FAME OF THE FORGOTTEN HEIR

Chapter 11 : To see who?

Ben still looked confused by what he had found this time, an old female sevant who had quietly snuck into his room.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" asked Ben getting an unexpected response, one of his arms was even pulled in, the door of that room was then closed and locked immediately by this woman servant.

"What are you doing? What do you want?" Ben asked, unanswered.

The old servant held a forefinger in front of her mouth. "I'm sorry, Sir, but … can you lower your voice? Don't let anyone know I'm here."

Benjamin frowned. "My room is soundproof!"

This servant shook her head. "That was then, now it's not just spies, walls have ears."

"What do you mean?" asked Ben, getting even more confused.

"Sir, you should be careful," her warning made the man in front of her feel suspicious and confused.

Benjamin was still silent and thinking, he watched this woman who spoke to him from head to toe. Either this man should really believe or just pretend to agree.

"I don't know how I should react, but... why did you come back?" she asked again leaving Benjamin not knowing what to reply.

Before he could answer, she was already talking again. "This house is dangerous, you should stay somewhere safe."

Ben was still silent and still trying to understand the words of this woman's every sentence.

"We're glad you're back. But, you should go and hide for longer than this, lest your whereabouts be discovered," this female servant explained again, as if there was an underlying fear.

"We've been trying to protect you, we've also broken this room's CCTV network."

"CCTV?" he asked in a faint voice, but soon got a nod.

"Although it won't be long, perhaps tomorrow or the day after tomorrow they will try to fix it secretly when you are not in this room, and after that all your movements will be watched again," she explained in a reassuring manner.

Ben was still focused on the appearance of this woman who looked to be in her 60s.

Her clothes looked neat, like a housekeeper taking care of the maids, was Ben's intuition correct?

This man's eyes narrowed. "Who are you really? And... what do you mean by giving me all this information?"

 "Don't you remember me?" she asked back.

Benjamin shook his head

"I forgot, you really don't recognize me, because I haven't really shown myself for a long time, I'm Madeline Turner, I'm now the head butler for the women here.

"What you need to remember is; I stand by you, and your parents." This answer sounded serious with a reassuring look on his face.

Meanwhile, Ben was still half-believing, there was no one or anyone he could trust with one meeting and loyal words could be a lie.

In Benjamin's mind, he was a little suspicious, maybe this was just a trap or maybe people like this were just standing on their two feet; for personal gain.

The woman who claimed to be the butler also spoke, moving her body even closer to her master. "There's another fact I need to reveal to you, Sir!"

Ben seems to have been provoked into curiosity.

"...and there's something you need to resolve," Madeline continued.

This woman's voice was still a whisper. "My message to you, Sir, if you've met them, don't sign anything.

"No matter how pushy and seductive they may be, be steadfast in not doing so.

"Also, be careful of the food and drinks they serve you personally, because you never know when they might poison you.

"They could have influenced and made you unconscious while signing the documents," Madeline explained.

Benjamin was silent as if realizing something, now he began to understand and guess the reason why his presence was now highly sought after.

However, the thing that still made his doubt was; why was Steve looking for him as if all this was Jonathan's order instead of Anderson's?

Is Steve one of the dangerous people he should avoid? That means he really needs to be careful and not trust anyone.

Some things start to make Ben feel curious; what is really going on, and he has to learn not to be rash in acting and doing anything.

The middle-aged woman continued her sentence. "One more thing I want to say, don't panic even if you seem worried about Mrs. Patricia who is currently sick."

Benjamin's face turned worried. "Is my mom sick?"

This woman nodded. "There is another fact about this, Sir. Mrs. Patricia is not just plain sick, but she was deliberately made sick by Anderson and his grandson."

"You mean, Andrew?" asked Ben with rounded eyes, feeling half incredulous, considering Andrew was his biological brother.

Madeline nodded with her eyes closed for a moment, indicating that she felt sorry for this incident.

"Why did they do all this to my mother? It all makes no sense to me." Benjamin massaged his forehead, then moved on to rub the nape of his neck which instantly felt a little tense.

The servant let out a short breath. "I'm sorry, Sir. I can't explain everything here, I don't have much time, everyone is the eyes and ears here, we have to be careful."

Ben half-believed what he heard, but these facts still baffled him.

After a moment of silence, this female servant glanced at the clock on the wall, she had been in this room for almost a dozen minutes, of course there would be suspicion if she did not return quickly.

Especially if she were caught out of this room when there were no janitors to keep an eye on, plus Ben was there with her.

She could have been interrogated by Anderson and his grandson if she had been tattled on by a spy.

"Sir, I don't have much time, I have to leave immediately," she explained, pulling something out of her pocket.

"Sorry, Sir. Take this and don't ask me any more questions. Save all your curiosity for when you see him, he will answer all your questions." The piece of paper she forced Benjamin to accept.

Ben stared at his fist for a moment

"To see who?" asked Ben to Madeline, who was now rushing away with a paper that he didn't know what it was.

Seeing this female servant rushing out, Ben took the initiative to chase after her.

However, once at the door of the room, he stood still as he recalled this woman's words earlier; that is, he should be careful, it could be that when he went out and looked for her, it would make things suspicious.

***

Ben was still standing behind his bedroom door, still staring silently at the paper in his hand. "I'd better open it," Ben said to himself, as he unfolded the paper.

He slowly opened and read it, now even more uncertain about the contents of the paper. "Who and what exactly, won't I make a wrong move? What if this is just a trap?"