A deal with the devil

Chapter 129

The little guy was dressed in suspenders, exposing his fair, chubby calves, paired with a white T–shirt. His delicate, sculpted face carried an expression of calm and maturity that didn’t match his age.

With the hat on, he looked adorably cool–handsome and inesistibly cute.

Benjamin walked over, picked up the boy, and headed out.

Shirley quickly grabbed her bag and followed, noticing that Benjamin didn’t seem inclined to hand the child back to her.

Curious, she asked, “Are you taking Damian out?“.

There was no response.

She thought for a moment, then turned to look at him. “Are you coming with me to the racing team?”

Finally, Benjamin glanced her way, his gaze unusually sharp, “What? You don’t want me to go?”

Was she afraid now?

To his surprise, Shirley’s face lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Of course I do! I’d love it if you came! But didn’t you say last night that you didn’t have the time?”

time now.

at the gates earlier not part of some prearranged plan with her to visit Turbo Impact?

Benjamin accompany her made her feel like they were finally functioning as a

hesitated before asking. “Shouldn’t

Benjamin remained silent

herself, answering her own question, “Moming air is fresh. A walk like

villa to the main gate wasn’t short, but the garden was blooming with

Benjamin’s focused expression and decided to act boldly.

felt him stiften, clearly wanting to shake her off. But she tightened her grip, refusing to let go.

his gaze

falter. Instead, she shitted her grip to intertwine their

before dropping to their entwined hands.

confusion crossed Shirley’s eyes, but her lips soon curved into a lovely

as hard to charm as she’d thought!

hand, they walked to the main gate. Following

followed them

came to a stop, and Shirley released her grip over his