A deal with the devil

Chapter 161

But even Shirley was shameless, what did that have to do with Sabrina? It wasn’t her business.

Benjamin reached out and genthe stroked Damian in Shirley’s arms, making it clear this was a matter between husband and wife. It was not an outsider’s concern.

Benjamin’s actions left many people puzzled. They wondered what he meant by doing this now.

Sabrina clenched her fists tightly. Wasn’t Benjamin supposed to despise Shirley? Hadn’t he kicked her out? Hadn’t he hinted to Daniel that she wouldn’t be Mrs. Blackwood for much longer?

Questions overwhelmed Sabrina, leaving her completely battled.

Marcus leaned back lazily in the leather chair, his sharp eyes filled with mockery. These women were complete idiots.

Shirley glanced at Benjamin, her palm already drenched in sweat. Though she appeared calm, she was a nervous wreck inside.

and she wasn’t sure how it would end. Her fate now depended entirely on what

moment, Benjamin finally withdrew his hand from Damian’s head. His sharp, blade–like gaze locked onto Sabrina

as she shouted in frustration,

“Who are you to interfere

face was ashen as she was escorted out

terrified they barely dared to breathe. Regretting their actions, they realized

Benjamin seemed to have eyes that could

Benjamin had lost interest. He turned his head slightly and gave Shirley a brief glance. As if reading his

along women

Wasn’t that supposed to

was upset but didn’t dare to show it. Emily felt as though her heart was being squeezed, achill creeping from

Shirley followed Benjamin into the elevator. Holding Damian, who had fallen asleep, she stole a quick glance at him, then another. “Thank you for earlier,” she murmured.