My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 496: Bluff

The fruit juice bottle in Florence’s hands dropped to the ground with a bang.

Her face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and she was trembling violently.

So Benjamin had seen it?!

She was finished! This matter could no longer be handled properly.

Benjamin turned around to look at Florence, the smile on his lips even more sure and arrogant.

Ernest stared straight at Benjamin, his grave expression suddenly changed to one of indifference, the corner of his lips raised in a sarcastic smile.

He turned around and sat down casually on the bench.

“Mr. Turner, are you addicted to calling ‘brother’? Didn’t it hurt enough last time?”

His tone was mocking and scornful.

As if he was talking to a shameless man that was kneeling on the ground.

The smile on Benjamin’s face froze and turned into one of awkwardness.

He gritted his teeth, “Aren’t you afraid that I will tell people about the messages on your computer? Ernest, you still have time to be honest with me, if I am satisfied I will let you go.”

“Then go ahead and tell.”

Ernest said indifferently, his posture calm and collected, “If you have anything to say, go ahead.”

Benjamin’s expression froze a little, his lips twitched, but he didn’t manage to say anything.

Florence looked on stunned at the confrontation between the two men. She then turned to look at Benjamin’s defeated and angry expression. She suddenly understood.

Benjamin had seen nothing just now, he was only acting, intentionally bluffing them.

If Ernest had been shocked and lost his calm, they would have been exposed.

That was close.

As an afterthought, Florence shuddered in fear. This Benjamin could stoop so low.

She said in disgust, “Mr. Turner, have you not made enough fuss about the face examination last time? Now you’re even here accusing Clarence of being Ernest. If you continue this way, even if I have to make a fuss, I wouldn’t allow you to stay at the Fraser family as a guest!”

Florence said the last two words heavily, reminding Benjamin that he was only a guest, that he was an outsider.

The owner had the right to chase him away at any point in time.

Benjamin’s expression was unhappy, feeling extremely unsatisfied.

Even though he hadn’t managed to successfully bluff Clarence, but he had managed to surprise Florence. Her reaction to dropping her fruit bottle was too real, and that had reflected her guilt.

This guy in front of him, there was an eighty to ninety per cent chance that he was Ernest!

Benjamin pursed his lips, tightening his fingers in the pocket of his pants, he pressed on something, and with a calm look, as if nothing had happened, he sat down next to Clarence on the stone bench.

He laughed and said, “I was just joking around just now, even if I saw anything, I wouldn’t say anything, don’t worry.”

Ernest showed no expression, ignoring him.

Florence on the other hand stood outside the pavilion, her mood extremely unhappy. She had already said such awkward things to him, why didn’t Benjamin want to leave yet?

What did he want by staying back here? What other tricks does he have up his sleeve?

Florence looked at the computer in front of Ernest, her heart still felt restless, she was worried that something might happen.

She said, “Mr. Turner do you have anything else? If not, we won’t accompany you anymore.”

This place had such a nice view and location, it was specifically chosen by Florence. However, now that Benjamin was here affecting her mood, even though she felt reluctant, it was better if she left.

“No hurry, I indeed have something to say.”

Benjamin’s face carried a smile, he turned to look at Florence, and said in a gentlemanly manner, “Flory, I have a lot to say, can I trouble you to go bring some red wine and fruit juice.”

Florence’s temples throbbed, she didn’t believe that Benjamin was going to say something good.

What’s more, he wanted to divert her, what did he want to do to Ernest?

Florence stayed put, walked straight into the pavilion, and sat down abruptly next to Ernest.

She widened her eyes and glared at Benjamin, “Go get yourself what you want to drink, I’m not your servant.”

She didn’t save him any face.

If it was in the past, Benjamin would have stood up and left, but now, his heart and his skin had been trained to be a lot stronger.

He smiled, “Of course I didn’t mean to instruct you around, I saw you going to get fruit juice and thought you wanted to move around. If that’s the case, I’ll have someone get it.”

While speaking, Benjamin made a call and instructed his subordinate.

Florence, “…” He really could save the situation for himself.

She frowned and hurried him, “If you have anything, just say it quickly.”

She wanted to leave once he finished talking. Her initially great mood had been spoilt once she saw him.

In the meantime, Florence was doing something else. Under the table, she took out her phone and secretly sent a text to Phoebe.

She wanted Phoebe to find an excuse to come save the situation, then she wouldn’t have to continue entertaining him and could leave immediately.

Benjamin’s face was full of smiles, his expression gentle. He looked extremely friendly and was purposely showing a look of guilt on his face.

He said to Ernest, “Mr. Jenkins, I had been influenced by the rumors going around the past few days, and because Ernest hasn’t appeared in a long time, I couldn’t differentiate properly and mistook you as Ernest.

As for what happened that day, I am sorry.”

His expression was very sincere, his attitude earnest as if he was here to apologize.

If he hadn’t been using the issue of the computer to anger Ernest just a few seconds ago, Florence would have believed him.

Why was this person’s acting skills so good, why was he so shameless?

Florence despised him.

Benjamin looked as if he hadn’t realized anything at all, and continued smiling at Ernest, “Mr. Jenkins, can you accept my apology, no hard feelings from now onwards? We still have to stay under the same roof with the Fraser family for a long time. We’ll see each other often, so let’s be friends.”

Ernest’s gaze was dark and deep, he looked on coldly at Benjamin’s acting.

His lips raised, his tone careless, “Alright.” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Simply one word.

The smile on Benjamin’s lips froze. Although he had agreed, this attitude showed that he couldn’t care less, it was just to dismiss him.

When had he ever received this type of treatment?!

He was so upset he couldn’t wait to tear off Clarence’s mouth. But on his face, he continued to carry an elegant, sincere and friendly smile.

He said again, “I rest assured this way. But a fuss was kicked up that day, you were publicly doubted and people were touching your face. Mr. Jenkins, I hope that incident hadn’t left you with any trauma?”

His smile was friendly, but every word felt like daggers. He was indeed a smiling tiger.

Florence was fuming with rage, she wanted to flip the table and chase him away any time.

At this moment, a hand reached out under the table, pressed on the cold back of her hand, and gently patted it, motioning for her to calm down.

Florence turned to look at Ernest, his expression was calm and collected, she couldn’t tell what he was feeling at all, he looked as if everything was under his control.

Her heart calmed down a little, it was just Benjamin, Ernest could handle him.

Ernest’s lips raised a little, and he said with a calm voice, “No.”

Another simple and dismissive answer.

The smile on Benjamin’s face almost dropped.

Once again his enthusiasm had been met by a cold response, this was indeed his first time facing this.

Gritting his teeth silently, he continued smiling, and said casually, “But what happened that day embarrassed you, I still feel bad thinking about it. The face is really important, and you had to let people’s hands touch it, what’s more, there were wounds on Collin’s hands. You must have felt very uncomfortable when you were being touched right?”

There were wounds on Collin’s hands?

Ernest’s eyes narrowed slightly, this was an obvious trap.