There was a plum blossom tree in the police station's courtyard. It filled the air with a sweet fragrance.

Benjamin stood under the tree, glancing at Caleb, who was staring at him from the side. "I don't know Brodie, and I didn't orchestrate the incident." "What about Ryan Madden?"

Grace held his gaze as she questioned, "It just happened to be the Eastwood property's construction site, and the contractor is Ryan. You know him.

"Besides, everyone knows that Jessica is the investor. What's your relationship with her?"

Brodie had been right. Benjamin had indeed met Ryan once.

When Benjamin had gone to see Jessica the other day, he hadn't left immediately. Instead, he had parked his car in the distance and watched Ryan sneak out suspiciously.

At that time, Ryan had been extremely alarmed when Benjamin stopped him. "You ..."

Benjamin had opened a pack of cigarettes and handed him two, warning, "I'm watching you. Don't do something you shouldn't."

Brodie had witnessed

outwitted. It seemed that

misunderstanding that Benjamin couldn't

the side as he responded, "The Hawkins and Quine families are influential and respectable in Pamore. I do have some personal ties with Jessica; I won't deny that. "But that doesn't mean that I orchestrated the kidnapping. Grace, I don't

that Jessica isn't behind it either?" asked

opened his mouth, but ultimately, he couldn't

can't even be honest with me from the

close enough for you to give out billions of dollars to Jessica just like that. What on earth is going on between the two of you?" Despite her questioning tone, Benjamin sensed a hint

if Xander hadn't come to my rescue in time,

that, Grace turned to walk away. But Benjamin grabbed her wrist and promised, "I'll find out the truth and clear things up

rather not have met

sank at once. He felt the warmth slip away from his palm while an unprecedented panic crept up on him. Had Grace discovered something? Just then, Xander came out of the police station

still, watching as Grace left Benjamin without hesitation. When she spotted him, she halted in her tracks, and a trace of panic flashed across

to help her up the steps, brushing off the fallen plum blossoms on her shoulder. "I told you not to call me by

he still remembered this

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