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"Eat up, but I need to talk business. Mr. Hoffman sent me here." Felix lost his appetite at that. "Has there been progress on Benjamin?" Averill nodded. "Yes. Mr. Hoffman confirmed that Benjamin is indeed from the Bronze Age. He's been alive for over 2000 years! Of course, that's impossible for a normal person or even a martial artist. Benjamin's body was modified, and not just basic modifications but complex ones. "That's why Mr. Hoffman wants him to stay." Benjamin really was from that era. In ancient times, technology was not available, but who could say they were inferior in other areas?

Ben winked and got out of the car. First Ben being gay. Then Sadie and Philip. Now James Talling needed a personal CPA? Things just couldn't get weirder, or better.

THIRD INSTANCE: TARGETING THE CHARMING GEORGE SALINZER JANA lowered the cap on her head and tried her best to mix among the crowd. The small camera inside her makeshift lighter shines because of the streetlights. Not too far from her spot was a billboard of a perfume ad containing a man in his prime. He sat on a red loveseat with his tie askew and a bored expression in his face. Jana can see the arrogance and the indifference but she couldn't deny that he's extremely attractive.

Throwing her on the car seat the door was shut and the car sped away. 'She was a tough fish' they thought. ************************************ Serene walked through the arena when her hand was caught by someone and dragged to a corner. The person came in light and she was shocked," Benz." She hugged him tightly. "What are you doing here?? I missed you," Benjamin returned the hug and answered ," Italy was boring without you. So I decided to enjoy with my sis here in Mauritius." He smiled remembering the dangerous conversation he had with his agent . FLASHBACK Benjamin was busy reading the case which included the blast of their base in US when his most trusted man Carl barged in heavily panti

After the butler left, William stood up, walked closer to Ben, gave him money, and hugged his shoulder as if the two of them were close friends. William kindly asked about Ben's whereabouts, expressing his desire to go there to visit Blane once, and if Ben agreed, William would help and take him and his friends abroad. Of course, Ben did not refuse this lucrative offer for himself. He also wanted to go far away to start a new life, no longer hiding. And when he said exactly where he lived, his nose and mouth were covered with a towel soaked in anesthetic. In a moment, Ben collapsed to the floor. The new pile of money quickly returned to William. A savage smile appeared on his lips once again

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE EIGHTEEN Theme: Her old friend CONNECTICUT, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA THE GOLDEN RESTAURANT Benjamin Williams walked briskly towards the Golden Restaurant as he tapped away on his phone and also chewing on a gum lightly. He was getting himself distracted from the grumbling of Christopher Crawford on the line. Thank goodness for the invention of AirPods, Benjamin would have hated having to make a call with his phone pressed to his ear when he needed to send out important messages.

Fresh tears streamed down my cheeks as I felt lost the second time. Gaby rushed to me. “Did you tell him?” “I did.” “What did he say?” “Nothing.” He said nothing. He left. Oh, no… What have I done? *** Orlando Cortez “I have to see someone. I’ll be right back.” Benjamin buttoned his suit and grabbed his briefcase. “Hmm.” I nodded. We were at the parking area in the court. He climbed the steps that led to a cafeteria, disappearing from my view. I tapped my fingers over my thigh, my mind still reeling from the revelation this morning.

Then Jack had given him a war where profit could finally point toward protection, and Ben had clung to that like absolution. But absolution was another market if you priced it wrong. "Ben," Jack said. Ben opened his eyes. "I am here." "Do not defend your entire life. State your capacity." Ben laughed softly. Of course. Jack had learned from the witness room. Ben turned toward the screen showing his younger self. "My name is Benjamin Carter," he said. "I have profited from collapse. I have also prevented collapse. I have mistaken revenge for justice and justice for a trade with favorable upside."

He hesitated for a moment before adding, "For saving my butt." A smile tugged at Hunter’s lips—a rare, genuine moment of warmth breaking through his usually composed demeanor. "I didn’t realize until now how good it feels to have someone to talk to," Benjamin continued, his gaze dropping to his hands as he fidgeted nervously. "Is it okay if we talk more often like this?" His voice wavered slightly, the vulnerability evident in his tone.

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 22 Caleb's POV: Ken pushed the door open without knocking, his face already telling the story before his lips parted. He stood in the doorway for a second longer than necessary, shifting from one foot to the other, like a man who’d rather be anywhere but here. I looked up from my desk, the numbers on the spreadsheet blurring into one another. My morning coffee had gone cold. The sun hadn’t fully risen, and already the day felt heavy.