Chater 4 "Then forget it." Theo's voice was low, cutting through the air with an icy finality.

Adrian instantly closed his mouth. Without another word, he hurried to open the car door, his movements sharp and efficient.

By the time Benson staggered home, it was already night. He stumbled through the door, clearly drunk, and started yelling the moment he crossed the threshold.

"Where's Sierra? Didn't she come to apologize yet? Tell her to make me my special hangover remedy!"

It wasn't long before the housekeeper emerged from another part of the house.

"Young Mr. Gray, Ms. Shaw isn't here," she said politely.

Benson froze, a frown of disbelief settling on his face. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through the messages he'd sent Sierra earlier, instructing her to have his hangover remedy ready. No reply.

Well, well, well. So Sierra dared to ignore him.

His fury simmered beneath the surface, and with a sharp motion, he flung his phone onto the bed, his expression darkening.

The housekeeper, sensing the storm brewing in his mood, spoke cautiously. "Young Mr. Gray, would you like me to prepare the hangover remedy instead?"

"No! Get out!" Benson snapped, his voice sharp and cutting.

out of the room, closing the door behind

sharp tang of freshly sprayed disinfectant in the hospital room made her wrinkle

room's brightness, she blinked a few times before noticing a tall figure standing by the

of hope sparked in

"Benson?"

the window froze at the sound of her voice. Slowly, he turned to

sunlight streaming in behind him, his features were

only amplified

took in the full view of his face, the faint hope in her eyes vanished in an instant. Her

Why is it

It was Theo-Benson's uncle.

you disappointed to see me?" His voice was cool and edged

as he approached the bed. The shadow he

toward him. She forced herself to remain calm, though

mistook you for someone else," she

this is the second time you've mistaken me for someone

sharp tone cut through the air,

eyes flickered slightly as her thoughts drifted back to the first

She had gone there looking for Benson and had spotted a young man standing in the garden with his back to

was strikingly similar to Benson's, and he was even wearing

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