Novel & Cerita Benson Get Back To Work

he replied without turning to look at me. "Thank you," I replied with a warm smile, and he asked me, "Anything else?" "Um, how about my payment for the work I did at the pack’s farm? It’s not up to a month, and I do not know if I will be paid. Will I still be going there to work?" I asked Alpha Benson, and it seemed the air around us shifted to cold. Or maybe someone turned on the air conditioning, as I felt goosebumps all over my skin and a chill down my spine just as Alpha Benson’s gaze fell on me.

“No need to worry, okay? I’m fine.” Bryson was silent on the other line, obviously pondering on my words. I hoped that he would buy it and would not delve into my sudden absence. After a moment, he sighed and spoke in a soft tone. “Alright,” he conceded. “So, are you well enough to go back to school then?” “Yeah,” I confirmed, much to my distaste. I didn’t want to go back to school yet but it was inevitable.”Why you ask?” He chuckled nervously, sounding like a bashful kid. “Um, it’s because I have something to tell you.”

"Computers, client files—they're all still there!" The staff went into a frenzy as they scrambled to their workstations to grab their personal belongings. "Nobody move!" one of the guards shouted, stopping them. "Mr. Neal says everything here now belongs to Mr. Johnson. If you dare touch anything, that counts as theft!" At this, everyone was left dumbfounded. They finally realized they had been caught up in the storm too. Yesterday, they were cheering for their boss, and today, retribution had arrived. "Soren! You can't do this! This is my life's work!" roared Peter, having finally regained his senses.

Benson thought the same too, and he did not immediately agree. Sam was fed up with Benson's reticence. Fearing that the young man would lose a great opportunity, he answered on his behalf, "We really appreciate you giving Benson such a great opportunity, Mr. Getson. His company does indeed have the best materials in the industry. You'll know it when you use it. Not only is the quality guaranteed, but the price is unbeatable too. Most importantly, he's very responsible. So he definitely won't let you down." After that, he turned to Benson and said, "Mr. Getson is going back to Athenaplis tomorrow morning. There's an important function tonight. All the suppliers in Rhea City will be there, so

I was the one who made you leave,Andre Torello and I am willing to bring you back…” Camella declared. Andre glared at her. What does she think, humiliate him and want him back? No way, he is not so cheap. He just looked away from her and said “I'm sorry Mr Benson, I can't return to the Wood's Electroworld” he apologised and unlocked the door. Benson Wood just nodded. He didn't expect that he knew that he kept him so low and acted as if he was unimportant. He said someone knows his worth and offered him what he wasn't offered in four years of working with him.

He has proven once again that he was more than the insensitive jerk I'd met weeks ago. But I didn't want to dwell on Tony and his threats anymore. I wanted to steer the conversation into a more pleasant topic. "Hey, Ben?" I said, trying to sound casual. "When are we going back to work? Believe it or not, I miss working.” Ben laughed, a deep low laughter bubbling up from his throat. He looked at me and smiled. "Don't worry," he said, leaning back in his chair. "We closed a big deal today, and everyone's really happy. We'll take a break today.”

FLASHBACK Benson walked back home after receiving the sad news from Chel that she didn’t love him. But he didn’t believe a word she had just said but the fact that she said them to him herself hurt more than any feeling in the world, he sat on his bed contemplating on what to do next, it was obvious that someone was threatening Chel in the midst of his storm Lucretia walked in. “Benson are you okay? We’ve been looking for you everywhere, where did you go?” She asked looking at Benson who had tears in his eyes.

Benson said, lying to cover up his distraction. “Oh.” Anthony exclaimed. “Hope it's not about work?” “It's actually about work. And I don't know.” Benson said. Looking for an excuse to cancel the fishing trip. Benson knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate after what he just saw. And Anthony might notice it. All his intention right now is to call Lucy about it, and he can't do that when Anthony is present. Meanwhile, Anthony felt bad for making Benson leave his work for a fishing trip, now it feels as if he had done something wrong.

Don retorted. “I know somewhere where they won’t find you, I can help you get there” “I’m not…” Rein couldn’t complete his statement as a bullet sank into the back of his head. “Take out the idiot” Don commanded the same guy who shot from the back. Don took in another large amount of smoke as he turned back. He picked out his phone and dialed a number. “Mr. Benson” “Don the bad guy” Ben hailed from the other end. “How far? Hope you’ll keep to time, we are expecting you by 3pm like you said”

Mr Benson chuckled, "okay, sweetheart. You aren't a baby, I agree. But I'm telling you the truth, I'm not fighting anyone." "Okay," She pouted. "You know, the boss isn't around and a lot of files need to be signed and so much stuff like that that yearns for my attention," He further explained. "Okay," Pamela smiled. "Tell me more about your work," She brightened up. "Sweetie, Your father is driving. His full concentration should be on the road." Mrs Benson, her mum, interrupted. As usual she was about to pout again when Mr Benson spoke, placing his palm on his wife's palm that laid on the armrest. "It's okay, honey," He squeezed her palm, "I'll just talk, I won't look back."