Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1025 Has Mr Benjamin Experienced Heartbreak?

Benjamin rose from the bed and lit a cigarette, lost in a haze of smoke.

He had no idea what thoughts were swirling in his mind.

On the other end, Janie held the phone, her voice choked with emotion.

Neither tears nor laughter could adequately express the whirlwind of emotions inside her.

It felt as though she was teetering on the edge of madness.

That Benjamin, of all people, had offered his blessings for her and Harold!

And he said it so smoothly!

Was that the sole purpose of this phone call?

Two hot tears welled up, streaming down her face with an audible sound.

The night was restless, and Benjamin slept poorly, tossing and turning.

He woke up at five in the morning.

After getting out of bed, he went for a run in the hills behind, returning to eat a few bites of breakfast before arriving at the office early.

He worked until past nine o'clock when he suddenly dropped the pen in his hand, took off his suit jacket

from the hanger, and gripped the car keys, leaving the CEO's office.

Eric emerged from the assistant room, ready to follow him.

"No need to come with me," Benjamin said in a low voice. "I'm fine on my own."

Eric felt confused.

What was happening to Mr. Benjamin?

At the secretary's desk, Joey saw Benjamin enter the CEO elevator and quietly asked Eric, "Mr. Carr, has Mr. Benjamin experienced heartbreak?"

"Heartbreak?" Eric whispered. "He never even had love, so how could he lose it?"

"But Mr. Benjamin's face clearly says 'I'm miserable, don't mess with me'," Joey insisted. "What else could that expression be if not heartbreak?"

Eric scratched his head. Is that so?

The Bentley raced through the streets, reaching Falmouth precisely at noon.

Using his new number, Benjamin called Janie again.

This time she answered quickly, her voice so cold it could freeze, "Mr. Benjamin, anything else?"

Only heaven knew that Benjamin's words of blessing last night had kept her awake all night, her eyes still darkened with lack of sleep.

"I've arrived in Falmouth," Benjamin said in a low voice. "Tell me where you are."

Janie took a sharp breath, suddenly feeling a sense of panic.

Benjamin had arrived in Falmouth?

"What... What are you here for?" Janie asked reflexively.

"Your location!" Benjamin growled. "Can't you understand?"

Unable to resist him, Janie took a deep breath and replied, "I'll send it to your phone."

Within two or three seconds after ending the call, Benjamin heard the sound of a text message notification.

He opened it and saw the name of a bar.

"Damn it!" He clenched his brow and gritted his teeth. "Is she letting loose?"

At that moment, Janie was indeed in the bar, celebrating a classmate's birthday.

She couldn't fathom Benjamin's purpose for coming now.

In their conversation last night, his words of blessing for her and Harold sounded so natural and

effortless.

He had even been magnanimous, showing no trace of jealousy.

After tearing her heart apart, she had started considering accepting Harold, gathering the pieces of her shattered emotions.

And now he had personally come here?

What the hell was he up to?

Janie suddenly realized that she couldn't figure out this man, not even a bit.

In just twenty minutes, Benjamin found the bar.

After parking his car in the nearby parking lot, he crossed the street and stood on the opposite side.

He took out his phone and dialed Janie's number.

Janie had been feeling anxious and kept checking her phone screen from time to time.

The noise inside the bar made her subconsciously afraid of missing a call.

"What's wrong, Janie?" Harold walked over with a concerned and affectionate tone. "Is something the matter?"

"Well..." Janie pressed her lips together. "Mr. Benjamin has arrived in Falmouth. He'll be looking for me."

"The CEO from Adelmar, Benjamin?" Harold asked with a touch of envy and jealousy.

"Yes," Janie nodded.

"Why is he looking for you?" Harold frowned, showing obvious displeasure.

"I don't know," Janie said. "It's probably work-related, right?"

Harold didn't believe her, but he didn't openly voice his doubts either.

Instead, he bent down and wrapped his arm around Janie's shoulder, speaking in a gentle voice. "You're on vacation, and you have enough reason to refuse any assignments from your boss." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Yeah," Janie replied somewhat guiltily.

"Don't worry," Harold patted her shoulder. "I'll be with you."

And now he had personally come here?