Chapter 1003:
After a momentâs hesitation, Benicio picked up the knife and fork, then began cutting her steak.
Eileen looked on in satisfaction, but she made no move to eat. Instead, she instructed Benicio to find a waiter and order some salad.
Benicio complied, but Eileen didnât touch her food. Instead, she continued assigning him random tasks. Before long, Benicioâs steak grew cold. Anyone with half a brain could see that Eileen was deliberately making things difficult for him.
âAh, I donât want to eat anymore. Letâs head back,â Eileen said as she picked up her purse and stood up.
âCome on, Iâll drive you home,â Benicio offered.
âBut I havenât eaten my steak,â Benicio responded, visibly upset.
âIâm sure your family can feed you steak anytime you want. Youâre here to meet me, not to eat steak,â Eileen replied, making her displeasure clear.
âBesides, didnât you already agree to listen to everything I say? Just come back with me now.â
Her stern tone made Benicio lower his head. After a long pause, he stood up and followed her outside, looking defeated.
Eileen insisted on driving him back to the Brown familyâs residence herself. The Brown family lived in an exclusive neighborhood, home to high-ranking officials. Unsurprisingly, her car was stopped at the entrance, as she wasnât authorized to enter.
The guards at the gate were from the Brown family. When they saw Benicio inside the car, they immediately rushed over.
gαâηÏνððsâ¤cð¸ð brings imagination alive Eileen signaled for Benicio to open the car door, and she let him get out on his own. Rolling down the driverâs side window, she glanced at the small crowd gathered outside her vehicle. Not seeing anyone who appeared to be a family elder, she quickly drove off.
Eileen hadnât been driving long when Bryan called her. She answered the phone and put it on speaker.
âThe man I met is handsome, but dumb as a doornail,â Bryan said. âBut heâs not the real Benicio. The Brown family must think Iâm stupid. Do they really think I wouldnât see through their ruse?â
On the other end of the line, Bryanâs voice carried a playful tone. âHow did you figure it out? What gave away that the man wasnât the real Benicio?â
âBenicio may have suffered a head injury, but that doesnât mean he has completely lost his wits. As the sole heir to the Brown family, heâs undoubtedly surrounded by luxury and wealth. Yet, he didnât touch his food after doing all the things I asked him to do. The real Benicio would have thrown a tantrum,â Eileen replied. Simply put, the foolâs emotions were too obvious.
Eileen didnât rule out the possibility that Benicio might genuinely be happy about the marriage, having been persuaded by his family. But if his wife mistreated him, there was no way he would be content and willing to suffer in silence. To put it another way, even a fool would know how to look out for his own interests.
Bryan sneered. âSo what about me?â
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