Novel & Cerita Mister Bennett

Now I understand why my dad trusted him so much. He was a genuinely considerate man, the kind who didn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable. "Let's go inside first.... Mr. Kim." To be continued

Anna added. "He's a very ruthless and idiotic man. He had to lose a lot of money to realize that this woman was a liar. He didn't believe my words, but he decided to trust her and push me aside" I said gritting my teeth. Anna, on the other hand, looked at me with a raised eyebrow, “Do you mean what you say?" "What are you talking about?" I looked at her confused. "Jeez, Hester, Bennett is a businessman, do you think he's dumb? He's much more than a businessman. He owns over 30 multi-million dollar companies. Money is the least of his concern"

“I can’t.” “Xane.” “Bennet cleared his throat, maybe to diffuse the tension. “Wait—did you just say Kyle Cross?” The question sliced through the moment like a knife. Mrs. Baxter blinked, caught off guard. “Yes,” she said slowly, her voice wary. “Kyle Cross.” Bennet’s grip on the wheel tightened. His knuckles went white. I frowned, glancing between them. “What’s wrong?” For a second, Bennet didn’t answer. He just stared straight ahead, eyes wide, like he was piecing together something terrible. Then his voice came out quiet, almost a whisper. “Kyle Cross is my uncle.”

A little from the way I almost let myself get carried away again. But when the bell rang, a small pinch of uneasiness curled in my chest. Damian walked toward the door. His steps were firm, confident—untainted by the storm in my stomach. I watched him twist the lock and open the door, and the instant I saw who was standing there, the breath in my lungs nearly broke apart. It was Mr. Bennett—Damian’s company manager. A tall, neat man with sharp eyes and an expression that rarely revealed anything. But today… something was off.

He turned to Cameron, "You understand my point right?" "Who're you?" Cameron asked, moving farther away from my shield of protection. He did a tsk sound with his tongue on his teeth, giving me that infuriating grin again, "I thought Isabella here would have told you everything about me.” he turned back to her. “I am Zachary Newman, Isabella’s soon to be husb

A balding man approached the table with two bodyguards. " Mr Xavier! Good Afternoon!" Jaxon and John said in unison. " Have you been waiting long?" The man asked. " No, Sir. We just got here." John answered. The man helped himself to a seat. " Ah! The rogue billionaire businessman, Jaxon Hearst. It's nice to finally meet you in person." " The pleasure is mine,Mr Xavier, and I'm not a rogue." Jaxon laughs. " Says the man with billion dollars empire and is still raking in more." Mr. Xavier said. He snapped his fingers and one of the guards lit a cigarette for him.

Like it was even better than what they had proposed. “So the meeting comes to an end.” He said and stood up. They all stood up and bowed. He nodded his head and exited the hall. “Wow, boss. That was a bomber.” Steven said with a grin. Demetrius stopped and looked at him out of the corner of his eyes. “Utter another word and you will cease working in any of my companies.” He said sternly and Steven kept his mouth shut. Now, that is how to train a wild dog.

and a very pretty redhead behind the desk. "Brynne Bennett here to see Mr. Blackstone." She looked me over thoroughly before getting up from her desk. "Oh he's expecting you, Miss Bennett. I'll take you back through to his office." She smiled as she held the door for me. "I hope you like Chinese."

Bennett sorted out her garments and put them aside. He sat at the edge of Morgan's pale pink bed and watched her applying makeup. "Bennett, if you're free, help me put my phone, charger, and wallet in my bag." Bennett took her bag and saw the crumpled banknotes inside. He opened them one by one and placed them neatly in her wallet. Morgan quickly peeled off the mask from her face. Bennett noticed the bank card he had given her yesterday in her wallet. He smiled and said self-deprecatingly, "I won't get any salary this month."