In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Hawkins Group Has Been Disqualified

Inside Hawkins Manor, Benjamin’s housekeeper, Patty, was already awaiting their arrival.

She took Benjamin’s jacket. When she saw Yvonne behind him, she was stunned.

“Ms. Quine, I’ve already prepared your room for you. It’s just up these stairs.”

Yvonne paused in front of the elevator and looked at Patty in disbelief. “Am I not sharing a room with Benjamin?”

By allowing her to stay at Hawkins Manor, Benjamin had indirectly agreed to marry her.

Therefore, it was only right that they share a room.

Benjamin frowned at her statement.

“Um…” Patty didn’t dare say anything.

Madam Hawkins had been worried that there would be traces of Grace’s existence in the

house. So she had asked Patty to prepare a guest room for Yvonne.

“I need to work. You can go and get some sleep,” Benjamin said impassively with a directive glance at Patty.

“But… ” As expected, Yvonne was unrelenting.

Patty took the hint from Benjamin and stopped Yvvone from following him. “Ms. Quine, please follow me.”

The elevator doors closed, blocking Benjamin’s cold expression from Yvonne’s sight.

Yvonne tried to hide her displeasure. Somehow, she felt that Benjamin’s attitude toward her had changed since she had returned to the country.

He was distant and aloof. She didn’t understand what he was thinking at all.

Back in his study, Benjamin took a shower and changed into a bathrobe. He fl*pped through some documents, but he couldn’t focus on his work.

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Most of the time, he would just sleep in his study. The few times he had slept in the bedroom, he had taken the couch while she had slept in the bed.

Even so, she had never stopped bringing him soup every night.

Until today. No matter how long he waited, there was still no one at the door.

Something felt missing, and it annoyed him.

His phone rang. Benjamin picked it up. He frowned slightly when he noticed the call was from.

Larry.

“Mr. Hawkins, the person in charge of Darai Medical Expo just called and said that we have been disqualified from participating in the expo. They said that we didn’t sponsor enough money.”

Benjamin’s expression darkened. Grace had been in charge of the project. Now that she had left, Larry had taken over her job.

“Not enough sponsorship? The expo selects the participants based on how much money each company donates to the Red Cross.

“We donated almost 300 million dollars last year. How can that not be enough?”

Larry could tell that Benjamin was in a bad mood.

“I don’t understand it either. I tried to call Ms. Lewis to see if she knows anything, but her number has been terminated …”

He trailed off.

The study was deathly quiet.

Benjamin frowned, remembering the way Grace had taken off her uniform in his office and insisted on leaving. She had just soldiered through the embar

An unfamiliar emotion surged through him.

If he remembered correctly, Grace had told him that she came from a poor village and had to work hard to get a place at her university.

She had barely managed to stay in the city after graduation and open her own boutique. But she had closed it down shortly after marrying him.

Over the past few years, she had had no income apart from the pocket money he had given her.

Where could a destitute woman like her go?

“I need you to do two things. One, take a trip to the countryside.” He could still remember the address of Grace’s childhood home. He had to find her.

“And two, call the organizer of Darai Medical Expo. I want to meet their boss.‘ Hanging up, he tossed his phone onto the table with a dark expression on