Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 29 Am I Not Your Favorite Person

Madelyn went upstairs.

When she reached the second floor, she couldn't help looking downstairs again.

Benjamin's car was still parked there. The expensive golden Continental was quite alien to the old buildings here. This was not the place for people of Benjamin's status to come.

Madelyn thought that Mr. Clark ought to appear at the celebrity reception.

Everything happened tonight was like a ripple in her life, and she should forget about it when she woke up next morning.

Madelyn dare not look any more, and hurried upstairs.

Benjamin didn't drive away until he watched the light on the top floor was turned on. However, he didn't know that a black sports car was parked in the dark, and the owner had been waiting downstairs for more than two hours.

--Daniel had been waiting here ever since Benjamin and Madelyn hugged each other in the car!

Daniel came out of the car, the black car and the black clothes he was dressed in made his face more fair and handsome. He leaned lightly on the car and lowered his head to light a cigarette.

Wisps of smoke was exhaled lightly, and dissipated quickly in the dark night.

He saw everything just now.

Daniel sneered.

Well, had Madelyn fallen in love with Benjamin in such a short time? Wasn't he actually her favorite person?

Daniel stared at the light upstairs, and started to make a call.

"Take action now!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone, and smiled coldly, "Madelyn, you asked for it!"

When Madelyn turned on the light after she was back home, Camila came out of the bedroom in pajamas.

"Why are you so late?" Camila said reproachfully.

Madelyn poured herself a glass of cold water, and replied vaguely, "I missed the last bus, and got home a bit late."

Camila looked at her for a long time and said, "I'll prepare something for you to eat."

Madelyn felt that Camila seemed to know something, but she couldn't explain it. After all, there was nothing between her and Benjamin, and the future of them was not promising.

In about five minutes, Camila brought out a bowl of noodles. She put it on the small dining table and asked Madelyn to come and eat.

Madelyn was really hungry, so she whispered, "Thank you, Camila."

Camila sat across from her and looked at her with her chin propped up. Madelyn felt uncomfortable, "What's wrong, Camila?"

After holding back for a long time, she asked, "Mr. Clark sent you back, right? Are you still in contact with him?"

Madelyn hummed, "We are simply common friends, and maybe we won't see each other in the future."

Camila was sort of disappointed.

On the one hand, she was upset for Samuel, and on the other hand, for Madelyn.

Madelyn had wasted four years of time and love on Daniel, who was an ungrateful person. In her heart, she really hoped that Madelyn could find a man who was better than Daniel and put him to shame. It was a pity that....

Madelyn knew what Camila was thinking. She gently held her hands, and said, "You know that Mr. Clark and Daniel will be relatives sooner or later, so I don't even dare to think about being with him." Camila sighed softly and said again, "He should not have taken you out, and sent you back without eating anything! Besides, there was a smell of smoke on your body..."

Madelyn was drinking water and then choked when she heard that!

She was extremely embarrassed.

Back in the room, Madelyn took a shower and lay on the bed. She couldn't sleep and her mind was wandering. She thought that Camila seemed to accept the fact that her father would have to be imprisoned for two years.

Madelyn was a little sad.

It was not true that she didn't want to take revenge on Daniel, but she knew clearly that she could do nothing. Besides, she had to take care of Camila, who had never suffered in her life... Madelyn failed to fall asleep all night.

At four in the morning, her phone rang suddenly.

She thought it was an unwanted message and took over the mobile phone to delete it. Then she got stuuned when she saw the massage.

It was actually a message from Benjamin.

[Are you awake?]

He also attached a photo, which should had been taken on the terrace of his high-end apartment overlooking the night view of the busiest street in Gredax. There was a transparent goblet placed on the railing, which reflected the night lights, drizzling and colorful.