Chapter 129

Chapter 129 The little guy was dressed in suspenders, exposing his fair, chubby calves, paired with a white T–shirt. His delicate, sculpted face carried an expression of calm and maturity that didn’t match his age.

With the hat on, he looked adorably cool–handsome and inesistibly cute.

Benjamin walked over, picked up the boy, and headed out.

Shirley quickly grabbed her bag and followed, noticing that Benjamin didn’t seem inclined to hand the child back to her.

Curious, she asked, “Are you taking Damian out?“.

There was no response.

She thought for a moment, then turned to look at him. “Are you coming with me to the racing team?”

Finally, Benjamin glanced her way, his gaze unusually sharp, “What? You don’t want me to go?”

Was she afraid now?

To his surprise, Shirley’s face lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Of course I do! I’d love it if you came! But didn’t you say last night that you didn’t have the time?”

“I have time now.

Seeing her so geminely happy, could he have misjudged her? Was Samuel showing up at the gates earlier not part of some prearranged plan with her to visit Turbo Impact?

In truth, Shirley was genuinely delighted. Having Benjamin accompany her made her feel like they were finally functioning as a proper family of three. But... were they just going to walk there?

She hesitated before asking. “Shouldn’t we drive?”

Benjamin remained silent She glanced back and noticed two cars following them from behind. She smiled to herself, answering her own question, “Moming air is fresh. A walk like this is nice.”

The distance from the villa to the main gate wasn’t short, but the garden was blooming with vibrant flowers, presenting a beautiful view.

As they walked, Shirley stole a glance at Benjamin’s focused expression and decided to act boldly. She reached out and held his hand.

She felt him stiften, clearly wanting to shake her off. But she tightened her grip, refusing to let go.

Benjamin turned his face to look at her, his gaze piercing as if it could see through her soul.

Despite this, she didn’t falter. Instead, she shitted her grip to intertwine their fingers.

Benjamin’s sharp gaze lingered on her bright, radiant face before dropping to their entwined hands. After a brief moment, he relented and let her be. Was that... a success?

A trace of confusion crossed Shirley’s eyes, but her lips soon curved into a lovely smile.

Benjamin... wasn’t as hard to charm as she’d thought!

Hand in hand, they walked to the main gate. Following that, t two cars followed them out.

Benjamin came to a stop, and Shirley released her grip over his hand.

He set Damian down and then pointed at his tie, looking at her as he said, “It’s crooked”

Crooked?

Shirley followed his finger to his tie, scrutinizing it. “It’s not crooked at all.”

The tie was perfectly centered. How was it crooked?

Benjamin then pulled the the from inside his suit jacket and repeated, “It’s crooked.”

Shirley was rendered speechless, Looking at his handsome but stoic face, she had no idea what he was up to. Fine, if he said it was crooked, it was crooked