Chapter 157: But I''M Too Lazy
Chapter 157: But I''m Too Lazy
The spacious and bright office was decorated in simple ck and white tones, much like its owner.
Behind the desk sat a man dressed in an Armani suit, with the top button of his shirt fastened all the
way up to give him a chaste appearance.
In front of himy a stack of files and contracts. When his secretary came in to retrieve some
documents, she couldn''t help but steal a few more nces at her handsome boss who looked like
he belonged on Mount Olympus.
"Have you seen enough?" Without lifting his head, the man said with an icy voice made her jump
with fright.
Her face turned red as she stammered out an excuse, "Mr. Foley, I''m here to pick up yesterday''s
contract."
"Mypany doesn''t need any airheads. Go get your sry from ountingter."
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The beautiful secretary was left stunned, feeling deeply aggrieved and wanting to exin herself,
but she dared not provoke him further. She could only hold back her tears and exit the office.
Unaware of her surroundings as she walked out of the office door, she bumped into someone
walking by.
She instinctively looked up and met a man''s gentle and refined face. The man was dressed in a
deep emerald green suit, a color both profound and noble. Itplemented his fairplexion, and
his smile exuded warmth. His features bore a faint resemnce to Mr. Foley.
"I''m sorry," she apologized reflexively.
"It''s okay," Vincent replied before gracefully entering Kelvin''s office...
Meanwhile at the hospital, Cheyenne had been gaining weight during her week-long stay – all
thanks to Benson who rented a temporary apartment nearby so he could bring soup over twice daily
without fail!
Thankfully, Kate and Reece helped eat some too, or else Cheyenne would have gained even more
weight!
Benson shrugged off Cheyenne''s concern about weight gain. His clear voice rang in her ears,
"Cheyenne, you''re too thin. It would be much better if you gained a little weight. When I hold your
hand, it feels like holding a cat''s paw, and it breaks my heart."
"That''s called being slim. By the way, Benson, you''re here at the hospital taking care of me every
day. What about your Verklee College admissions test?"
Verklee College, located in Mupreyca, is internationally renowned as a top-tier music school. It has
produced numerous world-famous musicians, such as the father of symphony, Hoare, the entric
composer Vera, and the pioneers of modern pop music, the Guild of Rhythm, which has already
etched its name into the history books – all of them alumni of this university.
Every year they only ept five students from Che due to their strict examination process…
This year, for some reason, the number of spots has dropped to four, meaning that thepetition
is even more intense.
The rumors said that the reduction in spots seems rted to Miss Weaver of the Weaver family.
She too majors in music and ys the piano exceptionally well. At just eight years old, she won
numerous awards and her fame rivals that of Benson''s.
But three years ago, during an important test, Benson had an unexpected eye injury and withdrew
frompetition. The champion became Miss Weaver instead.
She was taken on as a disciple by Professor Fiona at Verklee College.
Fiona herself was the lead singer of Guild of Rhythm and when she was young, she used to be a
musician employed by Mupreyca Royal Family. Her songs were yed at the Queen''s birthday
parties and parliamentary openings.
She adapted ssical symphony "Moonlight Sonata" with modern electronic music, making it more
catchy than ever before, bing one of pioneers in modern music history.
Miss Weaver became her student which gave her an advantage over otherpetitors right from
the start.
Compared with Miss Weaver''s smooth sailing journey, Benson''s path in music had been extremely
difficult.
Cheyenne remembered sneaking into the Gibbs Residence as a child just so she could watch him
practice ying the piano. Mrs. Gibbs sold off an ancestral gold bracelet just so she could buy him
his piano which made it all the more precious to both mother and son.
Children are naturally yful and also prone to making mistakes. Cheyenne saw Benson make one
mistake because he got distracted while practicing once. It was such a small thing but Mrs. Gibbs
pped him across his face out of anger, then forbade him from eating dinner until he practiced for
five hours straight without rest or break afterwards.
Benson owes much gratitude towards Mrs. Gibbs'' strictness because it helped shape who he is
today; however, due to this same strictness towards him, it caused Benson not to value familial love
as much as others do. And entering Verklee College and studying there had always been his
greatest wish, but he was blind.
Not wanting Cheyenne to worry about him, Benson answered nonchntly, "Don''t you believe in my
abilities? Please don''t worry about me! Even if I only practice two hours per day, I''m confident
enough that I''ll get epted."
Cheyenne couldn''t help feeling anxious inside, knowing full well how difficult it was to get admitted.
The exams were in October, and there were still three months left. She had to cure Benson''s eyes
within these three months.
"Well, I trust you," she said.
Although Benson couldn''t see her face, just listening to her sweet and clear voice painted a
beautiful image of a girl in his mind.
It had been three years since hest saw her. The first impression was starting to be blurry in
his mind. Before going to sleep every night, Benson would think about her so as not to forget her.
"Well then, let''s pack up and leave the hospital," Cheyenne said. Tanner was the happiest person
about it while Jonathan was the saddest.
He finally had a chance to see his junior every day. Before he could make her work at his hospital,
she was leaving!
Outside the hospital entrance, Jonathan watched the young woman in front of him sadly. "My dear
junior, are you really not considering joining us? I can give you a nominal position. Please don''t be
so heartless."
"Nope." Cheyenne refused him without hesitation while Jonathan wiped away tears from his eyes,
asking, "Why?"
"I''mzy."
"I''ll do all the work for you; all you have to do is nod your head."
"But I''m toozy even for that," replied Cheyenne nonchntly.
Jonathan: "..."
"Alright, do what you got to do. I''m going over to Todd mansion now."
Her grandpa helped her treat Iker this whole week, so she didn''t know how Iker''s legs were doing
now.
Without any hesitation, she turned around and walked away, Jonathan chased after her and called
out loudly, "Cheyenne, if you change your mindter on, you can join us anytime."
Just as he finished speaking, an empty mineral water bottle flew towards him,nding near his feet
and causing him to immediately shut up.