A group of technicians was crouched around the lift, checking the damages on it and frowning at the work required.
'Why do we have to fix the programming of the lift?!'
'It's so much more work to do!'
Hearing the call for help from inside the lift, a technician typed on his laptop non-stop.
His brows scrounged up impatiently as he freed one hand to pound on the lift door. "Shut the hell up! If you mess up my thoughts, be prepared to be in there for the whole night!"
The procedure was not difficult, but it was complicated. In fact, it required multiple layers of steps and programs to solve.
After the pounding, the lift began to shake again which caused both Mr. and Mrs. Bennet to be frightened out of their mind.
So they held onto the handrails in the lift with jittery hands.
At this point, their throats were parched and their voices were gruff from the screaming.
However, they were still stuck in the dark lift. Not only were they not allowed to leave, but they also had to endure the constantly dangling sensation inside the lift.
They were angry. 'Are all Chapman employees such rubbish that they can't even fix a lift in more than half a day?!'
Mr. and Mrs. Bennet were angry, but because they dared not voice their opinion, it was almost as if they could faint from suppressing their anger.
What they did not know was if it were a normal malfunction, the lift could be fixed in a matter of minutes. However, the malfunction initiated by Ziggy had cut off the lift from the central control and added many intricate layers of extra programming to block anyone from accessing it easily.
The motive behind that was to trap them inside for much longer than they should be.
Rachel slowed to a stop and looked back.
'Why do I hear their voices? It feels like I did hear their voices.'
Ziggy looked at Rachel, cocking his head. "Mommy, can we go now? I'm hungry."
Rachel nodded and smiled before she decided to continue her walk out. "Okay, let's go home."
Josh and Edward were walking hand-in-hand as they returned home to the Bluemel mansion. The old butler was so deeply moved, he smiled.
To him, Master Edward and Young Master Josh were both affectionate people, but they both had chosen to put on an aloof facade.
He was happy to see them opening up to each other.
"Master Edward, Young Master Josh, you're home!"
Josh nodded happily and handed over a bucket of fried chicken and Coca-cola to the old butler.
"I brought you fried chicken and Coca-cola!"
The old butler shook his head. "Thank you, Young Master Josh. But I'm old, so I shouldn't eat things like that anymore."
Josh looked a little dejected. "Well then, let's keep it for mother."
Then, Edward lifted Josh and placed Josh down on his lap as he sat on the sofa.
"Do you want to sleep together with me again tonight?"
Josh began to blush. "Father, can I, really?"
Edward nodded sincerely. "Of course. Didn't you sleep in my bed yesterday as well?"
Josh turned his head to the side as a little dissatisfaction escaped his face.
'Yesterday, it was Ziggy who was sleeping by your side, not me, father!'
He nodded at Edward and smiled. "Alright, father! Let's sleep together!"
At this moment, the door opened again as Rue limped into the house.
Seeing Edward on the sofa, she was a little surprised.
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