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Benjamin gave a smug smile. “Because I have a genius for a son.”Brad: “...”Then it suddenly hit him. “Wait—so the kid came here, and the club was cleared out just for him? Why only him? And why was Jerry there too?”Benjamin leaned back lazily, as if this were all obvious. “Since when does Jerry take orders from my son?”Brad choked. ...emmm!“Benjamin, talk like a normal person!” Brad snapped. Something about him was off, way too off. His own hand, resting on his knee, curled into a fist.But Benjamin, with that infuriatingly calm and sly demeanor, only sipped his coffee, looking leisurely composed.“Brad, you seem curious,” he said with quiet pride. “Since I know you can keep a secret, I’ll tell you.”Brad glared at him. “Then out with it already!”So Benjamin repeated everything he’d overheard the night before—his Tod son’s phone call.Brad froze. What? Jerry listens to that kid?“As far as I know, no one has ever seen Sheng Tian Group’s president. No one even knows if it’s a man

A triumphant smile tugged at Benjamin’s lips, though he hid it well.“If we live together as a family, we can resolve everything.”Amanda: “……”If it were that easy, would she have needed to run away with her son?“Heh…” Amanda didn’t even know why she was laughing.All she knew was that, in this moment, her heart felt… emmm!“I’m sorry, Benjamin, but that won’t be necessary. Between you and me, I still insist on divorce.” Her voice was steady.Benjamin’s expression darkened visibly. “Reason?”“The reason is simple. We have no feelings for each other.” Amanda knew how blunt that sounded.And Benjamin understood it all too well.His gaze turned abruptly somber. “Feelings can be cultivated over time. You never gave me a chance. How do you know there won’t be anything between us?”Amanda: “……”So he went abroad, came back, and suddenly wanted to “cultivate feelings” with her—so direct it left her speechless.“Uh…”She truly didn’t know how to respond.“This…”“This what?” Benjamin’s face

When Amanda got home, she sat with her three kids on the sofa. Just then, Tara called on video.She stood up and told the boys gently, “Stay here and play, but keep your voices down. Don’t wake Grandma—she needs more rest.”The three little ones nodded obediently.Amanda went back to her room, accepted the call, and her brows rose at what she overheard. Joanna… pregnant with Barry’s child?Amanda: Tara, look into Joanna for me.Tara: I was just about to. I’m afraid Barry and Ingrid might be over. Because of this Joanna, our plan could fall apart.Amanda narrowed her eyes. The idea had been to make Barry take the fall. Too bad.This Joanna really was an unexpected twist.Amanda: It’s fine. We’ll have another chance.Tara: Alright, I’ll dig into it then.Amanda: Be careful.Tara: I will, sis.After hanging up, Amanda stretched out on the bed. She wanted to see how Barry would handle this. Miranda had already started to move as well.Whatever came next, she was certain it would still pla

Amanda met her desperate gaze with cool indifference.“Sheila, I’m human, not a god. Don’t you know what illness you have? If you’d followed my prescription last month, I was confident I could cure you. But now… it all depends on your fate.”Regret crashed over Sheila like a tide.Why had she judged by appearances?That foxlike beauty had made her think Amanda was unreliable, never imagining she actually had the power to heal.Biting her lip, Sheila stared at Amanda’s delicate features, her voice trembling.“Amanda, I’m sorry. Everything before was my fault. Please, I’m begging you, save me. As long as you cure me, I’ll go abroad. I’ll never show up in your life again.”If not for walking so close to death, she would never have said such words. Life and death stripped away arrogance.Her father had abandoned her to die. Her mother cried every day for her. The thought made her heart ache.“I love acting. I love painting. I love singing. I still have so many dreams I haven’t finished. I

Benjamin frowned as he watched her storm off, fiery with rage.So reckless.What if she got hurt?His legs still hadn’t fully recovered—he couldn’t move fast—but he followed close behind.Micheal had brought five or six men with him, all to drag Fanny back.But just as Fanny was forced downstairs and seized, Howard suddenly appeared from the distance.The scene spiraled out of control.One man against five.They clashed in a violent melee.Though not a professional fighter, Howard had trained for years. His speed and strength weren’t something ordinary thugs could withstand.Within moments, he had them all groaning on the ground, unable to rise.When Amanda rushed up, it was to this sight.Her gaze fell on Fanny—her face swollen from the beating—and fury surged. Without hesitation, she threw a punch straight into Micheal’s face.Bang!He staggered, clutching his cheek, pain twisting his features.“Amanda, you lunatic! Why is it always you? This is between my wife and me—none of your d