Chapter 83: Chapter 82: The Blue of the Sea

North City, 1:00 a.m.

Bennett Family Villa.

This is where Norman Bennett was born, yet it is no longer his home. This place has changed beyond recognition!

He couldn’t even see the asparagus fern his mother planted at the entrance; it had been replaced with tung oil flowers, his stepmother’s favorite.

He stood at the entrance for more than ten minutes. The servants, under his orders, dared not report his arrival, all standing with heads lowered.

Soon, Norman Bennett received a call from Raymond Wood.

"Boss, everything is in place."

...

"Young Master, you’ve returned, but the Master hasn’t slept yet," an old butler respectfully said to Norman Bennett.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard Philip Bennett’s angry voice.

"Back again." Philip Bennett sat on the sofa, looking at his son who rushed back in the middle of the night. Although he felt dissatisfied, seeing his son return, he suppressed most of his anger.

The furnishings in this house had been completely changed, from the sofa to the tiles and chandeliers. His father sat under a dim chandelier, his brows furrowed in displeasure.

"What matter requires me to come back?" Norman Bennett walked directly to sit across from his father, with an attitude no longer as respectful as before, but not disrespectful.

Philip Bennett slammed his teacup down on the table, speaking coldly, "Is this the attitude you use to speak with me?"

"Father thinks I should be how?"

At these words, a stalemate arose between father and son. Philip Bennett eyed his drastically changed son, who once never spoke much, and in the five or six years he had not seen him, surely gained the ability to stand up to him.

"I know you’re upset, but you can’t interfere with the Lyle family’s affairs." Philip Bennett softened his tone, evidently taking a step back.

Norman Bennett did not speak, only coldly eyeing the stern-faced middle-aged man in front of him.

"The Bennetts are determined to get Lyle Corporation!"

Philip Bennett’s tone was firm, seemingly leaving no room for negotiation.

"By doing this, where does Father place me?" Norman Bennett asked in a low voice.

and women who are a good

heading back to South City." Norman Bennett had already risen,

tightened, thoroughly angered, he smashed the teacup down, shouting,

Bennett paused his steps, did not turn around, only left Philip Bennett

on the sofa, "Okay." Leaving those words,

"Unfilial son! Unfilial son!"

...

9:00 a.m.

South

You’ve returned?" Lana looked surprised at the

open, turned around abruptly, only to find that Norman Bennett

before he left seemed like he wouldn’t

Lady woke up once last night, cried for hours, and

you may go

off his coat, which Lana quickly caught, hanging it up before heading

Noon.

just right, and at this time

seemed to be a warmth above her head, accompanied by

she saw the man holding her asleep, his long legs not fully on the bed. Normally tan

her first time

look out the window, she took a deep breath. Such a small movement, yet it

The man hurriedly sat up. Seeing the young girl wanted to get up, he quickly supported her waist, adding another

Bennett... I

"What was it?"

my mother...

raising her face slightly to look at

he bear to

me." Norman Bennett’s eyes carried a weight and sorrow, yet there was

answer wasn’t

really happened... I thought... I’d

her hair with both hands, burying her head in her chest, crying with a sorrowful and bleak tone, trapped in a

image of her mother kept replaying before her. She didn’t want to see it,

her ear, "Girl, gather your strength, the only thing we can

sadness gradually turned

Lyle looked up at

could reply, the

they could hear Lana going to

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