Benjamin Button Death Novels & Stories

It seemed I had passed the interview, and they finally offered me a job. At long last, I got a job! After everything that happened, I realized the secret to a happy life was living simple days. … I did not hear any news related to Benjamin or Melanie afterward. The only thing I knew was that Melanie was charged with arson and given the death penalty. She was disowned by her family, too. Benjamin was admitted to the hospital due to gastric bleeding after having overworked himself. When he was in the hospital, he contacted me. He wanted to leave all of his inheritance to me in case anything bad happened to him.

What if he didn't arrive in time? What if the sweat on Benjaming 's hand increased until it finally slipped? This woman … How could she do that? At the side, Allen reacted and laid on the ground crying. Benjeming Waltson stood up, walked in front of Allen and said angrily: "If you really want to die, then find a place to die peacefully and don't harm others. Do you know that you almost make her die?" She looked at Benjaming , "Benjaming ." Her voice was not loud, and she shook her head at him.

Nine months later... February 28, 1993 "Cole put the fucking gun away from my face!" He just cocked his head to the right as he smirks, amused. "'Headline! Benjamin Blaine dead on arrival after heroically taking the bullet for his son, on an ambush attack in his very own home. Perpetrators have escaped leaving the sole survivor almost beaten to death and is still under observation for full recovery. ' That seems a pretty legit cover up for murder' don't you think dad? It's genius."

I had been trapped in this world for too long, and it was time to let go. After the fall of my family, Benjamin took over the company, pushing aside my father and appointing someone else as CEO. He then went to look for Melissa and told her everything. Melissa immediately contacted the police, but by the time they arrived, Benjamin had taken his own life. He was found clutching my bones, lifeless, in his bed. It showed how fleeting life was. Just as I was about to cross over to a new world, Benjamin appeared before me, desperately calling out, “Lisa, will you give me another chance? I promise I won’t–”

“Follow me to the hospital.” Aaron let Benjamin tidy himself up first before he went back to the hospital. “Do you know that Victoria is dead?” Benjamin immediately went and changed his clothes. If he knew this would happen, he would have gone on night shift. “What?” Aaron was shocked too. Were these two matters related? “Are the two matters related?” “Shouldn’t be. Victoria committed suicide." He had seen Victoria’s corpse before. It was indeed a suicide. Buzz!

“I’ll tell you the truth. Today’s attacks—they were Benjamin’s doing. He already knows. He knows it was your mother and me who killed his mother back then. He won’t stop until I’m destroyed.” “Ah—” Jennifer screamed. Her phone slipped from her hands. She slid down the wall, trembling, tears streaming as she stared blankly at the luxurious carpet. So Benjamin knew the truth? But wait—wasn’t Pamela still alive? Sniffling, she snatched up her phone again. “Dad, isn’t Pamela alive?” “Yes,” Brady said bitterly. “And because she’s alive, that’s why Benjamin has chosen this way to kill me—piece by piece.”

Vincent was left speechless under Rory's barrage. He had not expected her to dig up all his dirt. The SUVs peeled away one by one. I lay on a stretcher in the ambulance, my mind replaying Benjamin's last look on an endless loop. The moment the blades came at us, a part of me had already died. Benjamin died in my arms. After that, there was not much on Earth worth sticking around for. I figured maybe I could just let go and fall into an eternal slumber that I would never wake from.

"His name is Owen Briggs." ​Arthur frowned, confused. "What's the problem?" ​Benjamin's expression darkened. "He officially died... three years ago." ​The room fell dead silent. Dizer blinked in utter disbelief. "What?" ​Without saying another word, Benjamin slid another photograph across the table, taken only two nights earlier: the exact same man, alive and well, walking into Shank Global Headquarters. ​Adrian slowly leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing. "A dead man... has just become our most dangerous witness."

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

Anita asked. “I couldn’t recognize them, I’m sure I would have seen them with Ben after then but I couldn’t point accusing fingers when I wasn’t sure” Ben explained. “Ben was later withdrawn from the school by his father before the next semester and was sent to restart his university education overseas. “Hmmmn” Anita sighed. “My Sister’s death doesn’t really hurt me so much as the manner in which she died,” Ken continued. “She died in a most horrible manner, they stole her dignity which she held in high esteem and after then took her life”