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Today Ben set foot in a skyscraper.
Tok
The door of the room is knocked.
"Lake in!"
Clamps
The door opened and Bram appeared with his hands holding some files.
"Boss," said Bram, putting the file on the desk.
Hmmmm
Ben was busy with his laptop screen, I don't know what he was working on.
"Bram presented this subpoena to the ALMERO GROUP company, "given the map to Bram. Bram received the map with a frown.
"What document is the boss?" ask Bram.
"Of course the company's withdrawal documents," Ben said was not kidding. He got up from his big chair and faced the big glass. "Now it's time for me to take what should be mine. They have enjoyed enough for a business that does not belong to them. They've had enough fun on top of my plight all along, Bram!" ben said with his hands clenched.
"This boss is Brid's fault. Miss Arabelle doesn't know any bosses" Bram said.
Ben turned the body. The sharp gaze could not be avoided anymore. "Don't you say you want to let go of that woman Bram? do you like my pet hewa? that woman has destroyed Bram, I destroyed it!" Ben's snapping like a demon possession. The sharp eagle's eyes turned red, and his neck veins came out.
Bram hissed in silence. He was very sorry for Arabelle. Here it should not be Arabelle who was sealed and tortured but Brid was, the culprit of all problems.
"Don't mess around with Bram if you don't want to regret it" Ben threatened.
"Yes boss" said Bram could not argue.
Ben went back to his chair and finished something.
"When did I send that subpoena boss?" ask Bram.
"Tomorrow!" Sharp words Ben.
"Yes the boss after lunchtime I'm going to the company" Bram asked.
Hmm
Ben snapped a finger. Bram came out with a subpoena and company documents.
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Ting
Ben's phone vibrated on the table, a sign of an incoming message.
{"Master, Miss does not want to eat, even breakfast is also ."}
The message was from the butler at the Mansion.
"What does he really want? did he deliberately torture himself to die? I'm not gonna let that happen, just so you know!" Ben muttered furiously.
Without a second thought he grabbed the car keys and immediately got out of the room.
Arriving at the basement he immediately rushed into the car. Drive to Mansion.
Brakes
The steering wheel was targeted by the man because he was stuck in traffic. The traffic jam was so long that it made the four wheels unable to turn the direction. "Damn it!" his grunts pulled out his head in the car window.
Tin
That's how car horns put each other down.
Ting
The phone is back vibrating. Ben grabbed the phone, then immediately opened the message from the butler.
{"Miss passed out Mr.."}
This is how the message is going to make Ben's jaw harden. "Based on a stupid woman!" Ben Umpat.
Tin....
"Pa what's going on? how can it get stuck this bad?" the voice of the female baritone made Ben interested in turning to the side.
Deg
The woman popped out her head with the window wide open, talking to an officer.
Ben stared unblinkingly. To convince him, he rubbed his eyes.
Smile, the look of that face he can't forget. "Mommy...." Ben muttered with trembling lips.
Ben's legs moved but for a moment he paused because the car had been speeding, free from the traffic jam right in the lane of his vehicle.
Ben wanted to chase but it was impossible. He didn't even remember the license plate.
"Suckers! Turns out he's alive. Get ready for my vengeance, I hate you so much!" Ben's swearing while bluffing his teeth. "Wherever you are I'll look" he added with a murderous look.
His memory returns to the past moment. Where the woman he called Mommy abandoned them, as if totally unconcerned.
"One person is already in his grasp, and two people will soon follow" Ben said with a grin. Victory is in sight.
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1 Hour stuck in traffic.
He also arrived at the Mansion. With long steps he entered the Mansion.
"What's he doing?" ben said to the servants.
"Miss has been silent for a moment without a word, sir," said one of them. "And finally unconscious" he continued.
"Have the doctor arrived?"
"Have you likely still checked Miss,"
Brakes
The door opened in a rough manner.
Ben went straight into the room with a sharp look. Sure enough the doctor's still checking on Arabelle.
"Boss," said the doctor.
Hmm
Arabelle still closed his eyes with his hands in the field of the infusion hose.
"Miss is experiencing hydration due to lack of fluids in her body. For that it is recommended to eat immediately. I've prescribed the medicine and soon he'll wake up" the doctor explained, stressing his medical equipment.
Ben did not respond. The gaze was still at home staring at Arabelle who was lying weakly on the bed.
"I'm sorry boss" said the doctor, then left the room and followed by the butler.
Ben moved closer to the bed. The look was fixed on Arabelle's face. His chest immediately rumbled to see the face of Arabelle, reminding her of Brenda. Both have beautiful eyes and dimples that are not so deep, while Brenda's property is so deep.
He immediately shook his head, that his judgment was wrong. She recognizes the beauty of Arabelle more than Brenda.
"Auntie," murmured Arabelle with her eyes still closed. "Auntie's sick," he muttered back. Yes the poor woman was delirious by calling Auntie. The man who has always been there for himself.
Ben sizzled at Arabelle's delusions. There is a bit of an oddity because without it straight away he does not call Daddy or Mommy but Auntie.
Not wanting his mind to be distracted made Ben enter the bathroom to soak his body.
Inside the bathup Ben immersed his entire body with cold water. His view to the bathroom ceiling.
The fleeting shadow of the face flashed back so subconsciously the tears were flowing out slowly.
Not because of longing or so but tears are a sign of Ben's heartache. Women who never had time for them are still together. The woman who betrayed her husband. A woman who leaves her family for a better life.
I don't know until when he closes the still gaping wound. Do you wait for Brid, Gres and Arabelle to die? maybe, that's what Ben had in mind.
"Daddy turns out the jerk is still alive, even looking very happy. Maybe he thinks I'm dead" Ben murmured with a hardened jaw.
"As you embark on a journey of revenge, begin by digging two graves: one for your enemy and one for yourself." Jodi Picoult's.
Revenge is not worth it to you. If you concentrate on revenge, you'll keep those wounds fresh, which should be curable." Adeline Yen Mah's.
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