After dealing with the affairs that were going on outside the conference room, Benji and Renee returned to the room, only to find Hesper still sitting on the chair, thinking about something.
"Thank God—thank you very much, Ms. Rivera. If it weren’t for you, Duval Group would’ve fallen into someone else’s hands today." Benji was a little incoherent for a while. He had followed Rickard around for so many years; he never thought that there would be another person who could win him over through her competence.
Hesper shook her head. Renee could see that something was bothering her, so she turned to Benji and said, "Ms. Lane and I will take our leave. We’ll leave the rest to you."
"Of course!"
Renee stepped forward and helped Hesper up. However, as soon as she saw her flushed hands, she felt nervous for a split second, and her expression turned solemn. "Ms. Lane! What happened?! Be honest with me. Did someone hit you?"
"...Huh?" Hesper was still deep in thought and had not realized the condition of her hand at the moment. She then glanced in the direction of Renee’s gaze and discovered that she had gone all out when she was slapping Juniper just now that her palms were now extremely flushed and slightly inflamed. She immediately cleared her throat in embarrassment.
Benji seemed to be able to guess how things went from the side, so he could not help but snicker twice.
Renee looked at the two of them in a daze. Hesper tugged at the hem of her clothes and explained, "Don’t worry, from now on, I only instill grievances in others, not the other way around. As for who would dare to hit me, they haven’t been born yet.”
Hearing this, Renee nodded, albeit a little confused. She had always taken whatever Hesper said as the complete truth, so although she did not get it, she agreed with what Hesper said.
Benji, who was standing on the side, realized that he seemed to be a bit of an eyesore at that moment. He was about to leave the room when he received a message from Professor Miles.
"Ms. Rivera! Ernest has woken up!"
Hesper was stunned when she heard the news. She licked her molars with slight annoyance.
‘Rickard Duval, you really don't know when to wake up, do you? If we'd waited for you to wake up, Duval Group would’ve already been wrapped up, garnished with a bowtie, and sent on its merry way into Carter’s possession.
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