In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

"You're impossible." Grace turned around. "I don't want to see you again."

She strode off. Benjamin reached out a hand to try and stop her, but he missed.

Grace's dress flared, and Benjamin caught sight of her bandaged ankle.

He frowned. He had seen that kind of bandaging before. Anyone who had graduated from the police academy would know how to do it.

Every New Year, Alexander refused to return to Hawkins Manor. It always made Elizabeth rather sad, so she would arrange for things to be delivered to him.

Once, Benjamin had been roped into it and had gone to see Alexander.

It had been raining heavily that year, and the police academy had been in a remote location.

As they had been driving, a landslide had occurred. Both Benjamin and the driver had been buried in it. The students from the police academy had rescued them. Alexander had been one of them.

He had been surprised to see Benjamin, but he was mature beyond his years. "You're Benjamin."

"...you're Alexander."

"A stone fell on your foot, but I've bandaged it up for you. You'll just have to rest for a few days."

Alexander hadn't lingered around after he'd finished speaking. He had grabbed his water bottle and left to fill it up.

he had known was that the two of them looked alike, but when he

he had called out, "Come back home for the New

for a moment, but

of his memories and narrowed his eyes. The bandage on Grace's ankle looked exactly like the one

Grace got back to the table,

downed several glasses of alcohol, one after the other, shocking Noelle, who tried to stop

she had filled her stomach. "Nothing much. I just ran into a

a sharp intake of breath. He looked compassionately at Benjamin and

only come to the

was back, she had no intention of staying. She picked up her bag and said a few words to Noelle as she got ready to

a commotion at the entrance. Everyone looked

voice rang out. "It's Elysium Bank's honor to have Mr. Iverson

Joshua?

dressed in a suit. He seemed to be about 40 years old. He had a chilly smile as

first time

I came here to greet the

your help in my

Mr. Iverson. Your father and I are old friends. This is

great importance. He made a toast to the latter

at Timothy, who looked sour, but she couldn't

She had no cho