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“Did your girlfriend have a good night’s rest last night?”
Dean’s brows slightly twitched. “Of course she did.”
“You spent the night with her too?” Zoren nodded as he faced the elevator, smirking in amusement. “Good for you.”
“Thank you, Uncle.”
DING!
When the clevator chimed and opened, Zoren didn’t hesitate and stepped inside. Standing alone in the elevator, he glanced at Benjamin.
“Ben, my nephew will not share the lift with me,” he said, his gaze meaningfully fixed on Dean. “Nephew, I’m glad to see you this morning. It has surprisingly made me even happier.”
Benjamin glanced at his boss as he got inside and couldn’t help but mentally giggle. “‘Yes!”
“It wasn’t my intention, but I’m glad I could help,” Dean replied with a smile. “If the head is in a good mood, everyone feels at peace. That’s all I want – everyone to be at peace.
Zoren and Dean smiled at each other. However, their smiles didn’t reach their eyes. They maintained their gazes as the elevator door slowly closed. Once the doors met, their smiles. quickly faded.
“Sir, that was smooth!” Benjamin remarked approvingly. “You didn’t see it, but I know you hit a nerve!”
Zoren didn’t respond immediately. “Benjamin, did you send me the files on Dean’s new associates?”
“Yes! They should be in your office.”
“Good.” Zoren drew a deep breath and straightened his back. “Then, watch out for Finn. He’s currently Dean’s biggest support. With the shareholders‘ meeting coming up in a few weeks, they’re going to attack again.”
Benjamin rubbed his hands together and giggled. “Don’t worry about that, sir. Miss Penelope. already sent her best men to protect you.”
“Don’t lower your guard, Zoren said calmly but assertively. “Dean and Miss Penelope are still acquaintances.
“Sir, do you still not trust Miss Penelope?”
“I trust her.
“Then why did you say that?”
“Because she doesn’t want to get more involved, and I don’t want her to be more involved in this than she already is. Zoren’s tone was unwavering. “It’s the least I can do for her?
Reniamin nadeled and nondered over the cituation Considering the internal affaire of the familu
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and the company, he understood how stressful it would be. Moreover, Penny had already helped a lot. Getting her further involved in the Pierson family affairs when she was simply dragged into a mysterious marriage with Zoren would be too cruel.
“Moreover…” Zoren slowly slid his eyes to Benjamin. “Since when did you start rooting for Miss Penelope? Didn’t you dislike her?”
Benjamin’s thoughts stopped, and his face stiffened. “Sir! You told me not to upset her! Of course, I don’t like her! But at the same time, I need this job! No one else will pay me this well
except you!”
“I see. Zoren nodded in understan Making Benjamin heave a sigh of relief. Benjamin’s relief,
however, didn’t last long after his boss’s next remark. “So, I am nothing but a source of money to you?”
Benjamin gasped. “What?! No, sir!”
“My heart just broke,” said Zoren in the same plain tone and unchanged expression. “Didn’t you
hear it shatter?“)
“Boss!” Benjamin wept, not knowing if his boss was serious or joking. His boss’s humor, after all, was strange. No one could ever tell if he was being serious or trying to be funny–he had a terrible way of delivering his jokes!
Meanwhile, still standing outside the elevator, Dean’s smile was quickly replaced with a layer of frost the moment the doors closed. A glint flickered across his eyes as he shifted his gaze to the elevator next to the one Zoren had entered.
Without a word, Dean stepped inside with only a few people accompanying him. As the
got in, they glanced at the new bodyguards standing guard at the elevator where Zoren had entered. No one said a word until the doors closed.
“Director, one of the middle–aged men behind Dean couldn’t help but speak, “did something good happen to the CEO? He seemed to be in a genuinely good mood today”
“Did he really get the Prime Group on his side?”
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