Benjamin Card Novels & Stories

Benjamin would never forgive Halton if he let Winchester’s name go to ruin again. He deleted all the footage of that day. Alexandra wouldn’t care to check it unless someone made her suspicious. He then contacted the morgue where Benjamin’s postmortem would be conducted. Catherine paid a hefty amount to keep the real cause of death under the wraps and instead it was falsely stated in the reports that Benjamin Winchester died because of a heart failure.

He frowned slightly and decisively called Benjamin. I've been targetted on not more than 50 kilometers above the Trident Ocean. Please help me. "Although he was not a soldier now, Benjamin was. Moreover, he was a citizen of Z Country. It was not too much for him to find something unusual and report it to the superiors." "Benjamin had just received the news that Zion had retired and he was in a state of shock. However, when he received Zion's call for help, he immediately reported it to his superiors."

“Benjamin is the son of George Limantoro, my grandfather.” I started to get goosebumps listening to Vincent's speech. “These two are two activists against tyranny! I, as their descendant, would be ashamed if I did not continue their struggle to defend the people!” "I'm with Saltyville!" Vincent, "are you with me?"

We all knew that whatever it was the doctor had to tell us probably wasn’t good. “So, Benjamin,” the doctor started. “As you know, we managed to repair your heart. But your heart has sustained a lot of damage.” “Just cut to the chase,” Benjamin said, but his voice was light. “Lay it on me.” “I appreciate your candor,” the doctor smiled at Benjamin. Then he put down his clipboard. “We’re going to release you in about a week or so, but my records indicate that you currently live alone? Is that correct?” “That’s correct,” Benjamin said. Apparently Benjamin had tossed Beatrice’s mother to the curb as soon as he’d learned about the kidnapping. He wanted nothing to do with either of them.

Carmella took the card, nodded, and went back inside. Benjamin returned to the company, but he couldn’t focus on work. He felt like he was losing control of his life. His mind drifted between Adam and Antonella as the hours dragged on. When he finally fulfilled his obligations, he returned home, knowing things were not going to go on like this. Benjamin needed to do something. It was time to put Plan B into action.

Adam asked, as if he were still unable to believe that Benjamin could do something like this. Xavier couldn't say anything. He is more troubled than before. Something in the way Benjamin spoke just now didn't make any sense. He didn't try to defend himself. He admitted his intentions openly. But if he hid all of this, definitely Catherine and Adam wouldn't be able to guess his involvement. But he didn't. Xavier was thinking that Benjamin might adopt a more neutral approach, where he would refuse to do anything to do with what happened. But he didn't. He was direct.

"That's okay. I just wanted to let you know we're done." "Thanks." I try not to sound disappointed. "I... Would it be possible to get your card? Just in case I need you to get more stuff from my house?" Ben reaches into his pocket, pulling out a worn brown wallet and a pen. He fishes a card out of the wallet and then scribbles something on the back of it.

Stella said. Benjamin had a strange expression on his face. He wanted to say something but stopped. He took a deep breath and said, "Stella, do you know why I took this case?" "You like to challenge yourself?" Stella guessed. "Jae Chyl is my friend's uncle. I came because my friend asked me to," Benjamin said in a deep voice while looking straight at Stella. Stella got his point. His friend was Frederick Addington. "So you already knew who I was from the beginning?" Stella asked.

His Cynosure, His Confidant, His Guardian. Benjamin was the thread on which Carl's life was hanging. He was a suicidal person who had lost his parents in a car crash. The bullies in his school life had made him taste hell. Many cuts were embroidered on his body and when one day he decided to end his life, Benjamin saved him. FLASHBACK "It's getting atrocious mum and dad. I can't hold it anymore. I can't." The 16-year-old cried profusely sitting in front of his parents' grave, letting it all out.

Nieal didn’t want to waste a second. “Certainly. The tea is enough for me.” Said Benjamin. He was a slender man in his thirties. His eyes were round, matched with his square face. A strip hair had grown above his upper lip. He had it on his chin too. “You may begin, Roman.” The elder said. “So that Benjamin can rest after long journey all night, as soon as this meeting ends.” Roman nodded, he pulled out a tiny twig from his trouser pocket. The twig became a large parchment scroll once it was on the table. He lied it open.