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“Sometimes, to find the light, you have to go through the deepest darkness.”

“Tch!” Benjamin clicked his tongue in irritation, stomping his way back to the mansion.

When he was inside, he grabbed his things to go home. But just as he did, he felt his phone vibrate and ring. Checking who it was, his lips curved down even more.

It was Patricia.

[From: Miss Patricia Miller,

Good evening, Mr. Vitt! I’m so happy to hear that! I am available any day, and I can meet Renren whenever he is free.]

“Tch,” he snorted and rolled his eyes, not bothering to reply to her. He already did what he was told to do, and thus, he could do this once he rearranged his muddled thoughts. But even so, since she responded, Benjamin had to inform Zoren about it–regardless of how reluctant he

was.

With that thought in mind, Benjamin went up the stairs to inform Zoren and also to bid him. farewell. Benjamin wouldn’t normally bid his boss farewell. After all, Zoren was already resigned to his bed, and he might be resting. Even so, Zoren told him to give him the update. Benjamin would rather get this done and over with.

“Sir?” Benjamin knocked on the master’s bedroom door. “Sir, I received a response from Miss

Miller.”

Benjamin knocked three more times before deep lines appeared between his brows. “Sir?” he

called once more, this time louder. “Sir, is everything alright?”

Still, nothing.

He knocked two more times and waited patiently, staring at the door, weighing his options.

respond, or sometimes, he would answer Benjamin through a message or a call. But Zoren was doing neither of

“Sir, please answer me, or I will have to come

he reached out for the knob.

the door, his eyes searched the wide room. There was no sight of his boss. This triggered an adrenaline rush in Benjamin, prompting him to rush

his boss.

him to find his

bathroom.

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He had his head cocked back, facing the ceiling, eyes closed. Blood dripped on the floor from his knuckles, and his arm, and

someone punched it with all their might. Pieces of glass were scattered on

as he caught more smeared blood around before he squatted

staring straight

“What?”

bulb should show him a little bit of light. But it wasn’t. There

heart sank as he paled, staring at the horror and shock

cruel accident, Zoren wouldn’t show this expression, not because he was hiding it, but because Zoren was never scared of death. But right now, his boss was scared,

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door, watching Zoren’s personal medical team tend to him on the bed. They put Zoren to sleep just to make sure he wouldn’t do anything reckless at

of his eyes

until his neck turned taut, wondering what

frustrated with him. But now, all he could feel was remorse and regret. He felt bad for being harsh on Zoren–even though Zoren didn’t know his assistant was being harsh

“Mr. Vitt.”

perked up as the lead doctor

but it barely lowered,” said the doctor. “The nurses will look after

Benjamin felt like he went to medical school with all the knowledge he had learned just being

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