Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1642: It's going to be a missing person's case

Meanwhile, in Benjamin's Home...

Mint and Benjamin sat on the couch, the latter putting some ointment on the healing wounds on her face. The bitterness in his eyes was enough to show his lingering displeasure about what happened to her.

Mint smiled wearily as she stared at him, letting him rub some ointment on her cheek.

"I told you I can do it," she said playfully. "You didn't have to do it yourself."

But her remark only earned her a glare from him.

"If you're not going to say anything good, then don't talk," he barked, shifting his attention to her bruise. "I'm busy here, and even if I let you in here and cried with you, I'm still upset. As long as these injuries are present, I'll keep feeling upset."

"Then, that's going to be in another two weeks... or three? Maybe four." Benjamin paused and gave her a dead look while she chuckled.

"Beanie," Mint held his arm and gently put it down, facing him squarely. "I mean it."

She nodded at him, squeezing his arm lightly. "Once this case is closed, I'm going to retire."

Benjamin puffed his cheeks, clicking his tongue. He squinted his eyes

suspiciously. She'd already said this earlier while sobbing, but then again, he didn't want to take it to heart. After all, she could've just blurted that out in the heat of the moment.

"Really?" he asked, skeptical.

Mint nodded. "This time, I'm serious. I'm quitting after this case."

"..." A brief silence fell on Benjamin's shoulder as his eyes scanned the sincerity of her declaration. "What if the case never closes?"

Her brows rose at his question.

part of the justice system," he sighed. "What I'm saying is, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that... I know if not thousands, then hundreds of cold, unsolved cases are out there. What if this becomes one

that mean you're never

silence fell on

the usual irritation in his eyes,

Benjamin. He could even say he knew her more than she knew herself. Therefore, it worried him that she was

become just one of those unsolved cases. Not when this case... has hurt plenty of people, families, and even nations." — Nations might be an

could hear the trace of resolve in it. "It's why they're targeting me more and more.

were close, and you almost died if not for Second Brother pulling you away from death's door," he mumbled, his eyes softening with deep concern. "Would you end up like this again every

paused, gulping the building tension in his throat. "Mint, tell me. Is this

eyes was clearer than any words she

it's not just a beating, but a bullet in the body? Or worse, an injury that you will have to carry for the rest of

more important than

wished she had just kept quiet and let her silence give him the answer. Because now that she said that, he knew just how much it

a family had

to be supportive and feel proud of her resolve, but then again, the other part of him simply wanted to beg her for the hundredth

Why?

family. A sister. A

lips curving down along with it. Mint, on the

he didn't meet her eyes. "Please. Just hang on

"For much longer?"

"Just... just a little..."

up this time. "... maybe?" he returned, as a continuation of her remarks. "Weren't

sure. I've spent years trying to catch these people. I'm not spending another

over them as they held each other's

but the resolve in her eyes

And knowing there was no point in arguing, Benjamin let out another

sure you die in one piece. Don't come back in pieces because d rather not find your body