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In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 724
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Chapter 724 Hard to Be Friends "I'll get someone to keep an eye on it," Benjamin said dismissively. "How could you do something like that? It's an embarrassment to our family." Celia's face turned red, then white. At that moment, Susan came downstairs.

"Don't blame her. If you hadn't exiled her to Astana, would she have done something like that?" Susan was extremely displeased, and she looked angrier at the mention of Grace.

Celia's lip curled, and she walked over to Benjamin. "Let's not talk about that.

Benjamin, that woman didn't have good intentions from the start. She said she never had feelings for you! Are you really going to pine after someone like that?" Benjamin had been about to pick up his wine glass, but he faltered when he heard that. He looked impatient, and he was

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even more irritated when he thought of the unreplied message.

""Pining after her? Isn't this what you wanted?" Celia was shocked into silence by his reply.

Joshua was standing beside them. He did not see Susan offering him a cup of tea, and he said, "You have such a short temper, Mr. Hawkins. I guess that you're getting sick of being questioned so much lately." Benjamin leaned against the couch and exhaled deeply. "Dexter moves like lightning. After Nightshade Bar got investigated, I wasn't the only one who got interrogated. With the way things are going, it looks like they're determined to find something." "Does this have anything to do with that ex-wife of yours?"

Benjamin pulled at his tie. "No. The owner of Nightshade Bar has never interacted with her." "I was talking about Xander." Joshua gritted his teeth angrily at the mention of the name. "What if he's targeting you?" "Xander." Benjamin scoffed disdainfully and shook his head.

"If he was coming for me, there would be no need to offend so many listed companies in Pamore. Dexter wants to investigate everything, not just Hawkins Group.

"Even if it is him, I have a countermeasure." Benjamin squinted as he thought of something.

"T'm working with you to save myself and to fight my way out of this mess. You must not disappoint me, Mr. Hawkins," Joshua said meaningfully. He glanced at Celia.

Susan was afraid of the Iversons' status and influence.

She said respectfully, "Yes, yes. You must do your best to assist Mr. Iverson, Benjamin. You've got to make the Hawkins family proud and make a way for the lovebirds to marry." She was referring to Celia.

Benjamin did not even look up. "It's too early to speak of marriage. Has the dispute with Elysium been settled yet?" Joshua put his cup down heavily, looking angry. "Mr. Hawkins, that's what I want to ask you. Why has that best friend of yours gone to Frenda to tell tales to Gabriel?" It had put Joshua at a big disadvantage.

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He was talking about Timothy.

Benjamin was startled. "1'11 find a chance to ask him."

Night fell.

Frederick was at the club, where they usually gathered. He had called Timothy several times, but none of the calls had gone through.

"What's going on with him? Why isn't he answering my calls? Is he really that busy?" The dizzying lights danced on Benjamin's face. He took a deep breath, grabbed his jacket from where it was lying beside him, and got up to leave. "You don't need to call anymore." Frederick rushed to the door to stop him.

"Benjamin, I don't know what exactly happened between you, but let's get things settled. We've already known each other for so many years. We're still going to be friends—" "I think it's going to be hard for us to stay friends."

At that moment, there was a commotion near the elevator. A woman wearing a mask and a hat walked to the end of the corridor, surrounded by a bunch of waiters.

When they passed Benjamin, he smelled a familiar scent.

"Is that Grace? Why is she here?"