Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 55

CHAPTER 55

Benjamin just reached the old town street to make the last delivery of the day. The dust in the air was making him sneeze. Giving the pizza boxes while sneezing would likely give him a low rating, so he called the customer and told her to walk out. And she did. A fat annoyed grandma with a hand fan in her hand, rebuking Benjamin for making her walk forty steps from her doorstep.

“Sorry, ma’am, but you don’t look that old,” Benjamin lied through his teeth, “so I thought this much distance was nothing.”

The grandma’s expression softened. She even showered a toothy smile and said, “I will look much younger if I wear makeup. Do you want to see?” “M-Maybe another time,” Benjamin said. “I need to go home on time, or my wife will make a meal out of me.”

“Haha, so you’ve got an energetic wife, huh. She’ll keep you under check, so good for you,” she gave him the money, but no tip. “Uh,” Benjamin scratched his cheek, “my wife will be happy if I take some money home in the form of tips, ma’am.” “Hoho, I wasn’t thinking of giving you any tip, but…” she pinched his cheek once and said,” there you go. That was my tip.”

Benjamin’s expression fell flat. She chortled and then put two dollar bills in his hand.

Benjamin showered a smile quickly but smoothly. “Thank you. May God bless you with a long life.”

“What long life? My husband died over forty years ago,” she began telling her sad story. “My sons listened to their wives and kicked me out of my husband’s house. Now I live in an old friend’s house, with the little pension I get. This is the first pizza I ordered in three months. Now that I think back on it, my husband liked pizzas very much.”

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has their own sad story. Just… don’t think living a long life is always a good thing,” saying that she began walking back

entered the house, he walked over

pizza with a grin playing at one corner of her mouth. She dialed a number while standing right inside the

expected of someone who was once called

the other end. “But be careful. He’s not your

a special mixture of sleeping gas with itching smoke,” she said. “He isn’t going to wake up for at least a day unless we force him to. But what do you need him for? He looks pretty normal to me, despite what you said.” “Just tie him up. I will tell

to bring the money and

“How could I forget?”

The call ended.

removed the mask, and grabbed a pizza slice before turning

gained redness, and his burning gaze

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