Mister Bennett Novels & Stories

Bennett. That name sent a chill down my spine. Bennett, the man who was my undoing in what felt like another life, the monster who saw me as nothing more than a trophy for his family's mantle. Then he was back, three years ahead of schedule. I accepted the request, and he wasted no time: [Hello! I'm Bennett, head of the Marshall family, working on cybersecurity. How about joining me at our family's tech meet-up next week?] I stared at the screen, my smirk growing colder by the second.

Preston yelled. And an unexpected visitors arrived at their wedding. It was Hunter and Amanda. Bickering at something. “Oh, look! It started already!” Amanda grinned at Hunter. Katalina was confused. She looked at Hunter. Then back at Preston. Preston tried destroying the TV but it was futile. He searched for the plug to unplug the TV. “So, you might be thinking why you’re here, Ms. Bynes,” “You know I get paid in Euros per hour, Mr. Smith. This better be worth it or else I will sue your goddamn ass.”

Suddenly Mr Bennett's assistant stumbled over to Mr Bennett. "Sir! Sir! That person, calling again! Do you want to answer it? Does that person... suspicious of us, sir? I'm so scared, sir!" exclaimed the Assistant starting to break out in a cold sweat, and briefly wiping his sweaty forehead. Mr Bennett was certain that this person would contact him! That person had a spy in his club, and Mr Bennett was very curious as to who it was! "Take it easy, I'm sure he won't find out as long as you keep your mouth shut and act normally! You don't want to be spotted by that person's spies! Now, connect the phone to the phone on my desk!" Mr Bennett exclaimed.

Bennett was already moving toward him. I could not hear the conversation from where I was sitting but I did not need to. I watched Mr. Bennett's expression move from surprise to careful neutrality to the particular look of a man who was listening to an argument he could not immediately counter. Adrian spoke with the measured composure of someone who had prepared what he was going to say and was delivering it exactly as rehearsed. Then Mr. Bennett turned and looked directly at my office. I pushed back from my desk and walked to the door.

But Aaron West doesn't know that, so it is the perfect lie. “Ms. Bennett, you did not have to, you should have channeled this money into something beneficial to you.” “No, Mr West. My father taught me that gratitude opens more doors than prudence.” Well yeah, Andrew Bennett, did teach me that, no lies there. He looked at me, like really looked at me, his gaze more relaxed, less intimidating. He dropped his head, his eyes staring at the glistening accessory, longing, yearning.

Ashley's Pov The man in a dark suit with his tall figure was looking at me as I were a criminal. His deep dark eyes were arrogant and wicked, maybe he is showing his new side to me. And how can I forget? He is Blake Jensen, the most ruthless Billionaire! "So Ms Brooke, finally you arrived!" His sharp eyes were a slap on my face. I was anxious, about the outcome that I was getting in. "Yesss Sir," I almost choked when I had to call him sir.

It was only given to me for some services to be rendered. Anyways, she was supposed to know. She should have known by now, that Mr Bernard doesn't run a charity organisation. After all, everyone knows. I recalled that Mr Bernard mentioned that the deal was confidential. I dare not to spill out any details about it to anyone! I wasn't wrong not telling Becky, after all. I thought about so many things I could help myself do, other than waste my time, thinking about how fate has brought me here. This is my fate. I should just have to accept fate the way it is!

I push open the door silently, as soon as I am inside the office, I lock the door behind me and then walk towards the man in a suit and glasses " Miss Carter you may sit, you are Mr. Garcia's guardian ? " he says reading the forms. " Yes thank you," I say and sit in front of him. he looks up from the forms and removes his glasses, isn't the situation already disturbing, what's the need for the demonstration?

Andrew turned to me and smiled, "I believe you already knew Mr. and Mrs. Mendoza, right? They will be with us on our staycation." I stared at Tessa without any expression, and she stared at me the same. "Yeah, I knew them very well," I replied. "Oh, no. You're not sure with that, dear," Tessa replied with a blank expression then she clung her arms around William's and looked away. "Looks like the other one is late," Andrew suddenly said while staring at his watch. I narrowed my eyes after what he said. Is he telling us that we still have another company to wait?