She reflected over Benjaming 's gloomy expression.
And this: "Is it just because I was born into the Waltson family?"
She felt even more awful as she approached the kitchen door.
When he invited her to work at the company the last time, the only condition she had was to cook for him.
She had assumed he was playing with her at the moment.
What she did not expect was for his remarks to produce a flood of anxiety in her heart.
He'd just stated, "He's a human, too; don't treat him any differently." He longs to be loved and cares more than others. He stated these things with bitterness in his eyes.
She breathed, wiped her hands on a towel, and walked out of the kitchen.
She grabbed her phone, dashed into the elevator, and went downstairs.
The gleaming Maybach was still parked in front
