Barry Benson Bee Novels & Stories

Walking into the party hall with Dr David beside me, our hands held together. The person I saw was Benson whose back was turned to us as he conversed with the man I recognize to be the Chief executive officer of a DM company. He's a man in his early sixties but still looks younger and healthier than most men in their late forties. Approaching him with David and I's hands still intertwined , "hi Mr Andrew, it have been long we last saw," "Hi Miss Hayes, I'm glad you could make it." He responded excitedly a huge smile on his face as he dragged me into his arms causing David to whimper annoyingly,

In Benson Group headquarters, Mr. Taiye Jackson sat in the front seat of the meeting hall, where they were having a meeting with their various board members. He spoke softly into his personal assistant’s ear, like a whisper: “Introduce the new head to them now.” They sat in the meeting hall waiting to meet the newly appointed CEO, whose name had been announced but whom none of the workers had seen yet. Mr. Taiye Jackson was the former CEO, while his late father, Mr. Benjamin Jackson, was the first to establish the Benson Group of Companies, which means Benjamin and Sons Group of Companies.

Beta Benson said to him. "Very well then. Deal with your offspring, I shall deal with her cohorts." Professor Derrick suddenly said. Beta Benson said no more as he did a low bow and turned around. He started away while Melissa followed him up and closely. She was trying her best to keep up the look of being scared but we both had knowledge in our hearts that nothing would happen to her.

"Benson, your hand... Your eyes..." Benson stood up from a bench. His movements were strange. He moved like the man she loved. Also like a machine. He looked at his hand. It was made of light. He moved his fingers and blue sparks jumped between them. "I did not do anything Maya " Benson said. His voice was warm. It had a hollow echo. "When you pushed your hand into the Core you deleted the Watcher.. You left an empty hole. Something had to fill that space so the satellite would not fall. I took the weight a million people would not die."

Maybe that's why he was chosen to be the one to train all the Scarletts. "You can only call him Honey. Not Mr Gunn, not his first name, just Honey. Only Honey is allowed." I laugh thinking how awkward it would be during our first meeting next month that I have to call him Honey straightaway. "He would call you B," he ignores my laugh as he always does, being totally serious during our class, "Which stands for Baby. Or Bee the zzzzz. I'm not sure myself but it will be B for you. Or anything he feels like calling you. But the default would be B so whenever he calls B or mentions B, that would be you."

Benson’s booming laughter echoed as he addressed his entourage. “Gentlemen,” Benson began, raising a glass of champagne, “this event is merely a formality. Adrian owes his invitation to my intervention. The collaboration I secured for Williams Corp with Giga Tech is the reason we’re here tonight. Mark my words, when this deal is finalized, the Williams name will dominate the tech industry.” One of his associates, Mr. Lark, nodded eagerly. “Your foresight is remarkable, Benson. It’s clear the future of Williams Corp rests in your hands.”

Barbara said, and she made herself comfortable on the executive sofa, “Tell me, why are you here?“ Mrs Benson asked, and she was looking straight to Barbara's eyes, “I'm pregnant for your husband before he died” Barbara said, “Get up and get out of my house” Mrs Benson said, “Relax your mind, I'm not here to drag anything with you out of your husband's properties, but I want to help you to have a kid In your home” Barbara explained, “I have heard enough” Mrs Benson said, have you come to my home to mock me or Insults me?“ she asked, “get out of my home” she said,

⸻ The door opened again. Benson stepped in. Calm. Collected. Dangerous. He didn’t wait to be told to sit. He simply pulled the chair and sat down, folding his hands neatly on the table. That alone told me enough. This man doesn’t react. He calculates. I pressed the recorder. “Mr. Benson,” I began, “you are suspected of being involved in the death of Mr. Patrick, illegal possession of his property, and unauthorized transfer of company funds belonging to him and his brother.”

Mrs Benson wanted to speak again but he cut her off by shushing her. Then he faced my mom and said; "Go ahead!" "Mr and Mr Benson, you once worked at Hittz company didn't you?" My mom asked them. "That's right. We literally started from there. " Mr Benson responded. "We are now at somewhere different and better. Just incase you are here to make enquires about that company, just go right there Mrs Davies" Mrs Benson said and she smiled. "No. You must have met my husband then" My Mom further more spoke.