Chapter 125: The Scenery in the Morning

Martina nodded slightly with shimmering eyes. "Okay." That evening, as Simon laid down on the bed to relax, a notification appeared on his phone informing him that he had just been credited with $100,000. He didn't pay attention to the other details, but the final account balance instantly made him unable to stop laughing! It seemed that what he had said earlier was right; the boss was very satisfied! The reason why Simon was capable of handling this job without any complaints was primarily because Benjamin had paid him so generously. It wasn't just Simon; anyone who was with Benjamin felt the same way and had the same understanding. That was also why, even though they were tortured by Benjamin's high-intensity work every day and couldn't lead a normal life, they could still accept it. Time flew by quickly, and the day of the business trip arrived in no time. The night before, Martina had already packed a few clothes and some daily necessities. After careful consideration, she even packed some basic cosmetics, which was a rare occurrence. The suitcase she packed was quite small. In the morning, as soon as Martina woke up, she noticed Benjamin standing in front of the closet, changing clothes. Perhaps thinking that Martina was still asleep, he had no shirt on and was half-naked. His physique was truly impressive, and even after such a long time, Martina's face showed a slight change upon seeing him again. Didn't this man ever age or change? He didn't have an ounce of extra fat on his body, making others envious and admiring. Just the shadow of him was enough to make Martina's heart beat fiercely. The next moment, Martina didn't expect Benjamin to suddenly turn around, revealing his muscular chest, well-defined triangular body shape, and the faint outline of an eight-pack abs. Martina blushed with shyness as she had just awakened and found herself confronted with such an attractive physique. It was undoubtedly overwhelming for anyone. Hastily, she snatched the blanket and hid her entire head within its soft folds. She didn't know that Benjamin had witnessed the whole scene. At that moment, a long-lost genuine smile finally appeared at the corner of Benjamin's mouth. Actually, he had already noticed that Martina had woken up because her breathing had changed. That was why he deliberately turned around. It might not have been the most honorable thing to do, but at least it worked. "Is it good-looking?" Benjamin asked, with an unknown intention behind his words. Martina's voice sounded muffled, "I don't know, I didn't see!" Benjamin chuckled softly once again, seeming genuinely happy. "Alright, come out now. I'm already dressed. Don't suffocate yourself under the covers." Upon hearing his words, Martina slowly pulled back the blanket and indeed found that the captivating sight had vanished. Whether it was an illusion or not, she unexpectedly felt a slight sense of disappointment and dissatisfaction in her heart, as if she hadn't seen enough. In fact, Martina had always been captivated by Benjamin's physique. His well-toned muscles rippled beneath his skin, showcasing his dedication to physical fitness. His body was truly impressive, evoking a sense of desire. Sometimes Martina couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Benjamin were a star; he would undoubtedly drive everyone crazy. Of course, such a thing would never happen. On the bed, there were clothes already prepared by Benjamin—a shirt dress. It happened to have a somewhat matching style with Benjamin's outfit today, resembling couple attire to some extent. However, Martina hadn't noticed it at that moment. She only heard Benjamin saying as he was leaving, "The clothes are on the bed. Come downstairs for breakfast after you get dressed. We'll leave then." The thought of being able to spend time together and possibly change the unpleasant experiences from before made Benjamin's mood consistently good, and even his facial expression didn't appear as indifferent. As Benjamin walked out the door, Martina sat up and looked at the clothes on the bed. After a moment of consideration, she quickly put them on and went to freshen up. ... About 10 minutes later, Martina descended the stairs with a fresh face. Being in the same household, it was inevitable for her to encounter Elizabeth from time to time. Just like now, Elizabeth knew that Benjamin was going on a business trip, so she woke up early in order to have a meal with him. As a result, she saw Martina coming downstairs. It was only 6 o'clock in the morning, and Martina wouldn't usually come downstairs until around 8 o'clock. Elizabeth couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark, "Oh, you are willing to get up so early." How could Martina not hear the sarcasm? First, she glanced at Benjamin, who was already seated in the dining room, and then at Elizabeth, saying, "You really like to meddle in other people's business. Since when is it your concern when I choose to wake up?" Elizabeth was instantly infuriated. It seemed that every time she clashed with Martina, she couldn't come out on top. Now that Martina was fearless and defiant, there was no chance of winning. "You... How can you be so disrespectful?!" Elizabeth exclaimed. "Are you becoming arrogant because of indulgence?" After speaking, she cast a pleading look at her son. Martina casually sat across from Benjamin, acting as if nothing had happened. "I don't know if it's because of indulgence or not, but my father taught me when I was a kid that respect is mutual," Martina said, wiping her hands. "I don't recall any friendly treatment from you towards me. Don't you think so?" Elizabeth gritted her teeth, unable to refute Martina's words. Because what Martina said was true. Martina used to be so submissive and never dared to speak up, but now she was acting arrogant? Perhaps out of respect for Benjamin, Elizabeth ultimately chose to stay silent, but before doing so, she threw in one last comment, "I didn't know who taught you these manners before, but now I know. It seems like your father is also an ill-mannered person." Martina immediately became angry. If it was just directed at her, she could have let it slide, but why did they bring her father into it? She put down her fork without hesitation and coldly looked at Elizabeth. "Is this how an elder should speak?" The tension between the two escalated. Benjamin glanced at Elizabeth. Without any hesitation, he said, "We have something to attend to later and don't have time for arguments with you. If you're hungry, you can go back to your room and have your breakfast. I'll have the chef prepare another serving for you." Elizabeth was speechless. Was her own son really dismissing her from the dining room because of a woman? Was this what she had raised her son to be after all these years?!