“Oh, I forgot to introduce,” Janie said, tilting her head awkwardly towards Benjamin, “This is my classmate, Harold.”
Benjamin pursed his thin lips, his handsome face resembling a snow-capped mountain.
Janie’s heart skipped a beat.
She turned to introduce Benjamin to Harold, but didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Harold, after all, was still her classmate. But what was Benjamin?
Just as she was about to say, “This is our classmate,” Benjamin spoke lightly, “I am Benjamin, nice to meet you.”
Janie didn’t expect Benjamin to initiate a conversation with Harold, and she felt strange inside.
However, he kept his hands at his sides, showing no intention of shaking hands with Harold.
Harold withdrew his hand and nodded slightly, reservedly, “Hello, Mr. Benjamin.”
“You go ahead,” Janie said to Benjamin, “I’ll check on Aunt Cynthia.”
“…” Benjamin didn’t respond, remained silent for three seconds, and then said, “Okay.”
The elevator doors opened as they reached the first floor.
Benjamin stepped out without looking back.
Janie watched his stern figure for a second or two, distracted: Was that man angry?
Jennie came out of the hospital room and bowed to Waylon.novelxo.com fast update
“I heard from Doris, and I really want to thank you this time.”
“Not a problem,” Waylon said with a slight curl of his thin lips, “I have nothing better to do, so it just coincided.”
“Mr. Adelmar,” Jennie smiled with a hint of embarrassment. “Do you still remember that conversation?”
” Waylon squinted his cold eyes, “I don’t have senile dementia yet.”
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