A deal with the devil

Chapter 72

Kamual’s thoughts turned to last night when Shirley had driven Benjamin’s Bugatti. The incident had been pushed to the back of his mind doe to Sophia fainting suddenly, but now it resurfaced vividly. His expression darkened gradually as the memory took hold

He instinctively reached for his phone, ready to instruct someone to investigate Just now, Shirley’s voice, tinged with delight, rang out clearly

Bendamin, this is the way to the Weiss Residence”

Samuel’s eyes shifted to Shirley, her face glowing with happiness as she looked at Benjamin. A shy blush spread across her cheeks, adding a touch of charm that made her appear breathtakingly radiant

This version of Shirley wasn’t unfamiliar to Samuel

He had seen her wear this expression countless times after he kissed her–cheaks flushed, eyes filled with bashful allure. It was a sight so insistible it awakened a raw, primal desire to

dam ber entirely, as if noching less would satisfy him

But why was Shirley looking at Benjamin like that now?

What had happened between them in that car? Why did she appear as though she had just been passionately adored by a man?

storm within Samuel–a mix of turning

to the Weiss residence.” Shirley

Benjamin nodded.

call Arthur to

eyes, his long fingers rapping lazily against the car door, exuding a relaxed yet commanding presence. “As

up, she turned back to Benjamin with an excited book “Someone delivered some

to know

gaze resting on her. After a moment, he

her delicate face seeming to radiate a soft glow, exuding a warmth that felt as soothing

the nearby car. Her focus was entirely on Benjamin, her every

wondering why Shirley was trying

fourth finger,

colder as he reached for his car’s window control and rolled it up without a

question to Billy, who was seated in the front.

annulment, Samuel had only mentioned the Weiss family once, asking offhandedly, “Owen’s not dead, is he?”