Chapter 204


    "Do you feel sorry for me?" Benedict gave a small smile and said self-mockingly, "Are you willing to


    feel sorry for me just a little more then? Just promise to give me a chance out of pity."


    Kimberly felt very helpless and sighed, "Brother..."


    "From now on, call me by my name. Don''t call me Brother ever again, I don''t want to be your


    brother. I''d rather you call my full name."


    Benedict had made his feelings clear to Kimberly and confided everything she needed to hear. Now,


    he only needed to wait for the perfect moment to seize the opportunity. Thus, he didn''t continue


    persuading her and moved back into his seat without waiting for her rejection.


    He spoke again after a while, "You don''t look well today. Do you want to take a day off?"


    He had suddenly changed the topic, and Kimberly could only go along with it, "No, I''m fine."


    She wasn''t sick anyway. She just had a bad night''s sleep.


    "We are 20 minutes away from thepany. I''ll drive slowly to buy you some time. Take a short


    nap. I''ll wake you once we reach there," said Benedict.


    Kimberly thought it was a good idea, so she nodded and closed her eyes as she leaned back


    against the cushion. Her heart was in a mess. At first, she did not take Benedict seriously. She


    thought that she was caught in the fire between the brothers'' conflict. However, after his big speech,


    she was now even more confused.


    If he really didn''t mean what he said, why would he confess his feelings so emphatically?


    It wouldn''t be logical to put his life on the line, all just to convince her.


    Her thoughts were everywhere at the moment, but her eyelids felt heavy. Soon, Kimberly had fallen


    asleep.


    After a while, her breathing became steady.


    Once the traffic lights turned red, Benedict took the few seconds to observe her.


    Kimberly had delicate features. With her eyes closed, her eyshes appeared extraordinarily long


    and thick, However, the dark circles on her fair skin surrounded her eyes. He could tell that they had


    deepened after she had married into the Yardley family


    She had also lost weight ever since she came into the family. Her cheeks were thin and her jaws


    were defined. It could be said that her face was smaller than his palm.


    Benedict sighed as he couldn''t help reaching out to tidy her fringe. He whispered softly, "From now


    on, it''s my turn to protect you."


    Kimberly didn''t know how long she had been asleep. Perhaps she had been worrying because as


    soon as she woke up, the first question she had was whether they had arrived at thepany. Only


    after she had spoken did she realize that they were at the parking lot. Kimberly was shocked.


    "Oh, we''re here already?"


    Benedict smiled and said, "We just got here. Don''t worry. We are notte."


    Kimberly wanted to check the time on her phone, but Benedict interrupted her by handing over a


    paper bag. He said, "Eat up before you go."


    "What is this?" Kimberly looked at the bag curiously. She held the bag and felt the warm contents


    inside. She peeked into it and saw a bottle of warm milk and a sandwich.


    It was one of her favorite foods. Kimberly''s eyes glistened.


    "Thank you, Brother." Kimberly took the bag and said, "But let me have it upstairs. It''s inconvenient


    to eat here."


    After all, they were in Benedict''s car. What if people saw them together? What they would say?


    "Why are you calling me Brother? Just call me by my name," Benedict smiled and asked casually.


    However, Kimberly felt really awkward. How could she possibly call him ''Benedict''? She lowered her


    head and avoided answering him.


    "Alright," Benedict admitted defeat. He sighed heavily and added, "I shouldn''t have forced you. I


    should''ve given you time to get used to it. You should go in first."


    "Okay, thank you." After Kimberly expressed her gratitude, Kimberly took the paper bag and went


    out of the car. After Kimberly returned to her department, she saw a few people moving her things


    and her colleagues were talking among themselves. She was stunned at the sight. Then, she


    walked towards her desk and asked, "What are you doing? This is my ce."


    The several men in suits exined monotonically, "Miss Shell, this is Young Master Yardley''s


    orders."


    Maddox?


    Suddenly, Kimberly remembered what he had told her yesterday. He wanted her to work as his


    assistant again. However, he had left in the middle of the night and she thought he had forgotten


    about it. She didn''t expect that he would actually move her things away.


    Kimberly frowned. Rage boiled up from within her heart.


    Last night, both of them were in a weird situation. Before answering the phone, Maddox had


    obviously looked perturbed. But after he had picked up the call, he had left immediately. And right


    before he disappeared, he had asked her to wait for him. In the end, she waited for him through the


    night, yet she hadn''t seen him since.


    Until at this moment, no one knew where he was. However, he could still manage to get his people


    to move her things.


    Why?


    Who gave him the right to do this?


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    "Stop moving my things. I''m not going," Kimberly uttered coldly. The men paused for a moment,


    then continued what they were doing as though they didn''t hear her. They kept saying that it was


    Young Master Yardley''s order. As they packed her things and moved towards the exit, Kimberly


    stood at the door and blocked their way out.


    "Keep your hands off my things. If this is Young Master Yardley''s order, where is he?"


    One of them replied, "We only received his orders,


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    so...


    She cut him off, "So, you haven''t seen him in person. Since he didn''t give his orders in person, how


    do you know it''s true? Put my things down and ce them back where they were. You can leave


    after that."


    "Uh..."


    All of them exchanged nces with each other. Finally, one of them spoke up, "We''re sorry, Miss


    Shell. We can''t disobey Young Master Yardley''s orders. If not, we will be punished."


    After he had finished speaking, another pulled Kimberly aside and went on moving her things.


    Kimberly was stunned at what was happening.


    Was there a need to be so... overbearing?


    They only let go of her when they had finished moving her things including her desk. Then, one of


    them exined apologetically, "We are sorry if we offended you. We''ll leave now. As for other


    matters, you can ask Young Master Yardley in person."


    Kimberly was speechless.


    After they had left, people started to gather around her. "Wow, what''s happening? I thought Vice


    President Yardley wanted to transfer you yesterday to be his secretary? Why is Young Master


    Yardley moving even your desk away? Where are they moving your things to?"


    "Don''t tell me you''re going to work with Young Master Yardley again? Miss Shell, I think that he is


    reinstating you."


    "But if he does this, isn''t this an insult to Vice President Yardley?"


    "I know, right. Vice President Yardley promoted her to be secretary just yesterday. And today, Young


    Master Yardley took her to be his assistant. I wonder what''s going on between the brothers..."


    "Miss Shell, what''s your rtionship with them? Do they both have feelings for you? You are so


    lucky! It''s every girl''s dream in thispany to be noticed by them. Although Young Master Yardley


    is disabled, he''s really handsome. If only he was normal, he''ll be perfect!"


    "I think that he would spend the rest of his life in the wheelchair. What a pity... Miss Shell, I think that


    you should pick Vice President Yardley. At least he''s healthy."