Chapter 170 - Cold Feet

"Pauper?"

"Not quite, as you can see. I usually go by Benjamin these days. Also, CEO of Ivy Corp. President of the Medhill board. Or just simply, Boss. The elevator's closing, Mr. Mardo. Don't you have somewhere to be?"

Mardo Wormwood found himself leaning slightly off-center and stopped himself with the door before he could fall and collapse right there.

"It's impossible" he whispered under his breath, staring at Benjamin like he was the 8th wonder of the world. A wonder that had risen from the dead and posed a threat to his survival.

"You know what they say. Something's always impossible until it's not." smiled Benjamin.

Mardo massaged his head. "I have to be dreaming or something"

Benjamin pushed the button for the ground floor, with Mardo inside. "Don't worry, Mr. Mardo. All will be explained in time. And by in time, I mean very soon. Extremely sooon" The doors began to close. "See you at the Wedding" winked Benjamin from the other side.

On the ground floor, Mardo was still strugg