Chapter 410: 410: Cannot Be the Passive Party

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Chapter 410: 410: Cannot Be the Passive Party

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Looking at the time, Valerie Howard gathered the courage to interrupt Benjamin Johnson’s words, “Olivia, we must leave now. Valerie will finish her broadcast soon. It’s cold, and the roasted sweet potatoes will soon get cold.”

Olivia Jenkins, sharpness dancing in her almond-shaped eyes, glanced at Valerie and quickly caught on, and agreed, “Yes, we should be going. Benjamin Johnson, let’s catch up some other time.”

At her words, the sparkle in Benjamin Johnson’s eyes dimmed like a fading firework, “Okay, be careful on your way.”

As Olivia walked away, Benjamin stood there in a daze, his deep-set eyes gazing at Olivia’s fading figure in the distance.

Such a shame, she is Daniel Marshall’s woman!

Why won’t happiness ever choose him?

Why is it always Daniel Marshall who becomes the lucky one?

There was an aching, sour twist in Benjamin Johnson’s heart. He made a mocking chuckle at his predicament.

Undeniably, he envied Daniel’s luck.

When would he have such luck?

After getting in the car, Olivia immediately asked, “Who were you calling earlier?”

Blinking innocently, Valerie said with sincere clarity to Olivia’s focused gaze. “My brother called me. He said Daniel is angry and asked us to come back as soon as possible.”

He was still sitting in the living room, silent, his face dark. The atmosphere around him was frightening.

He had smoked a lot of cigarettes and the room was filled with the scent of tobacco, a layer of smoke fogging up the place.

Auntie Jane had prepared several hot teapots, but he didn’t drink even a single sip of tea.

Having not seen him for more than a week, Auntie Jane was surprised to see him in this unhappy state upon return! Had he had a fight with his wife again?

Hesitant, Auntie Jane cautiously asked, “Sir, shall I call madam? Maybe she’s busy.”

Daniel Marshall’s gaze was icy cold. There was a glint of menace in his eyes as he stared at Auntie Jane, “Doesn’t she know to come home?”

Suddenly, fear clung tightly to Auntie Jane. She gripped a handkerchief in her hand, breaking out in a cold sweat.

“Go away!”

The low, cold voice of Daniel sent shivers down Auntie Jane’s spine.

After a slight pause, Auntie Jane quickly retreated.

“Simon Howard, you may leave as well.”

“Yes, sir!”

Daniel Marshall picked up the cigarette box, casually picked a cigarette and lit it.

At that moment, Daniel heard the sound of a car.