Chapter 149
When Benjamin entered his office and saw Candice waiting, he felt a flicker of irritation.
“Benjamin p>
“You’re here about the Griffin Group, aren’t you p>
Candice followed him to his desk and shook her head. “My father sent me to ask you for mercy, but I know you’ve already made your decision. I’m just going through the motions for him p>
Benjamin felt a wave of relief, and his fondness for her grew.
“Benjamin,” she said, changing the subject, “Shawn’s school is having its gala in a few days. He asked if I would go with him. What do you think p>
Normally, Benjamin wouldn’t have given it a second thought. But considering Rebekah’s fragile mental state, he felt it was for the best.
He nodded. “Okay. Shawn is very attached to you. Thank you for doing this.” “It’s no trouble. I adore Shawn p>
As Candice watched Benjamin work, her heart fluttered. Soon, he would be her husband. So what if Rebekah was a Hawthorne now? She had taken everything from her once before, and she would do it again.
On a winding mountain road, a Porsche Panamera sped uphill toward a massive estate perched on the mountainside. It was a collection of vintage, European-style white villas that looked like a modern castle, surrounded by breathtaking natural scenery.
Jensen drove through the gates and along a pristine, polished stone driveway to the garage. In the garden, Wyatt Hawthorne was watering his flowers Hearing the engine, he set down his watering can and headed inside.
Jensen had barely stepped through the door when Wyatt descended on him. “You brat! Did I not tell you to win that tea set for me? You got scared off at the auction! Are we short on money p>
Jensen kicked off his shoes and glanced past his father to his
mother Sylvia, who was lounging on the sofa. “Mom, the bidding for that tea set went up to two million. De you really think should have bought it?
“Two million?” Sylvia sat up, cucumber slices sliding off her face. She glared at her husband. “Wyatt, are you looking for trouble? In what world is that set worth two million p>
As a renowned gemologist, Sylvia had one strict rule for her family: never buy anything for more than its intrinsic value.
Wyatt grumbled under his breath, still sulking. “It’s an auction! Everything is overpriced! Besides, this kid spent two million on a painting and made a huge splash. Why aren’t you scolding him for that p>
Sylvia calmly removed the last cucumber slice. “That’s different. The painting my son bought was for my future daughter-in-law. For her, no price is too high p>
“That’s… a double standard!” Wyatt protested, still heartbroken over the tea set. He shot a dirty look at his son.
Jensen held out a box he’d been carrying. “A little compensation for you p>
Wyatt took the box and opened it. Inside was a complete tea set carved from pure white jade, far
more exquisite than the one heet
lost at the auction. His eyes lit up, and his tune changed instantly. “You know was never that fond of the I
other set anyway. My son has much
better taste p>
A true tea aficionado, Wyatt immediately scurried off to find his finest tea leaves.
Jensen collapsed onto the sofa. Sylvia looked at him. “Rosie’s gone p>