The two men walked past Benjamin as they argued in hushed tones.


    Benjamin stopped in his tracks and frowned as he looked at the faded backs of the two men.


    I thought it was just for today, but it turned out they hadn’t been in the office for days, had something happened?


    Fearing that Vanessa was ill or that something had happened, Benjamin dared not dy and drove straight to the Caza family.


    -Madam, there are guests.


    -A guest? Who is it?


    Mercedes had been ill this time and was not recovering very well.


    He couldn’t stop coughing when he spoke, and it was pretty bad.


    -It’s Mr. Benjamin.


    -Benjamin?


    Mercedes frowned and only after a moment did she send for Benjamin.


    In any case, Benjamin had been a victim of what had happened that day.


    Emotionally, though, I couldn’t help but be angry.


    Soon the maids came in with Benjamin.


    -Mrs. Mercedes,” Benjamin took the object he was carrying to the coffee table.


    -It’s not necessary to bring a gift,” said Mercedes with a smile.


    -This is how it should be.


    Benjamin smiled and, seeing that Mercedes did not look well, there was a touch of concern in his tone:


    -Has Mrs. Mercedes been welltely? I see you don’t look well, is there anything you need help with?


    -It’s nothing, it’s just that the weather has been changing fasttely and I’ve been a bit cold.


    Benjamin nodded and deliberated for a few moments before asking about Vanessa.


    -Mrs Mercedes, I actually came today to ask about Vanessa. I went to the office earlier and found out that she hadn’t been there for a few days, so I came. Is Vanessa… ill?


    At the mention of Vanessa, Mercedes’ smile suddenly clouded.


    -Is she really sick? -Benjamin’s heart clenched at the sight.


    Mercedes still loved Benjamin very much, and from what had happened to Vanessa, she seemed fine on the outside but was worried on the inside and had wanted to talk to someone. So when he asked, Mercedes sighed heavily.


    -I’m not going to lie, but Vanessa almost had an ident earlier. Enrique told me that Vanessa had to take care of something and he didn’t want me to worry. But I can’t really do it like nothing happened.


    Vanessa almost had an ident?


    Benjamin looked stunned, his hand at his side clenched tightly.


    -Do you know what’s going on?


    -I don’t know exactly because Vanessa didn’te back during the night and I called her because I was worried. I couldn’t find anyone, so I called Enrique, who told me she was back. I was very anxious and worried that something had happened to Vanessa. If Enrique hadn’t been there, I don’t know if I would have been able to do it. But then Enrique came and said they had found Vanessa, but I couldn’t be sure until I saw her,” said Mercedes with a frown.


    Although she was worried and felt that something was wrong, she only suspected it, let alone thought about it too seriously.


    But Benjamin was different.


    Combine these statements with what he saw when he confronted Enrique himself today, and he realised the most crucial aspect of the matter. There must be something hidden here, and Vanessa could still be in trouble.


    Benjamin immediately thought of Dn.


    Intuition told him that Dn must have had something to do with it.


    He reassured Mercedes for a few moments, telling her not to worry, before saying goodbye after a while.


    Just over half an hourter, Benjamin reappeared in El Grupo Caza.


    -Why are you here again?


    Henry frowned and looked at Benjamin ungraciously.


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    -Is Vanessa at Dn’s house? -Enrique wasted no time and spoke bluntly.


    Henry froze unexpectedly at her words and quickly snapped back to reality:


    -What does it matter to Mr. Benjamin? You don’t seem to care where Jefa is. You should go back to your Isabel before she doesn’t find you andmits suicide. If something happens to her, we don’t want to be murderers.


    -Enrique, I know you have a lot of opinions about me, but the most important thing right now is that something like this has happened to Vanessa, and now that she’s been to Dn’s house, I’m very worried about her in particr,” Enrique said, suppressing his fire.


    Henry also knew that he was being too impulsive and could easily mess things up.


    He took a deep breath to calm his emotions and spoke after a moment:


    -Let’s talk somewhere else.


    The two men entered a room.


    Now that Benjamin knew everything, Henry had nothing to hide and told him in more detail.


    -So the other side is targeting Vanessa on purpose? The only suspect, if Dn is involved, is his fiancée, Brisa.


    -Of course I know. I can Dn’s position, and if he doesn’t let go, there’s nothing I can do. There is only a nest to stay in thepany and take care of everything for Jefa.


    He was also only a junior secretary.


    -I’m going to look for Dn to solve this problem.


    If Benjamin said it, surely he could do it.


    Benjamin’s family had more influence than he did, and Dn should be careful about that.


    -Thank you.


    -Nothing, it’s what I have to do.


    Outside the window it was getting darker and darker.


    Vanessa seemed to have lost her soul, lying numb in bed in the same position all afternoon, never changing.


    If it weren’t for the faint sound of his breathing, one would have thought he was faking it.


    -Miss Vanessa, it’s time for dinner.


    The maid said in an affectionate tone.


    There was no response from within, and the maid certainly did not need to respond.


    He simply knocked on the door to inform Vanessa, then pushed it open and entered with a tray.


    The smell of food immediately filled the bedroom, tickling the stomach’s cravings.


    -Miss, please eat something.


    The maid put down the te she was carrying and, seeing that Vanessa was still unresponsive, her eyes filled withpassion.


    She was in her fifties, not far from Mercedes’ age, and seeing Vanessa like this reminded her of her daughter.


    His tone was more than sincere as he sighed and said persuasively: -Miss Vanessa, whatever happens you must not torture your body, think of your parents, they would be devastated if they knew.


    Vanessa only reacted now.


    He thought of Mercedes, who was not well, and only then did his dead heart start beating again.


    Pursing her lips, Vanessa sat leaning back on the bed, silently breaking the bowl the maid handed her and eating with her head down. She ate slowly and carefully, chewing each mouthful.