Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 190 Old Sweetheart?

Chapter 190 Old Sweetheart?

A champagne-colored BMW slowly drove into the neighborhood where Camila lived.

Camila had prepared dinner in advance and greeted them with a smile when they returned together. "I'll

cook another dish real quick."

Madelyn handed her a box of chocolate.

Camila loved eating them.

Camila accepted it and glanced at Nicolas. He looked so spirited and energetic.

Nicolas was particularly well-behaved in front of Camila. He addressed her as "Mrs. Logan" and even

offered to help in the kitchen. Camila couldn't bear to let him, so she smiled and told him to take a

shower first.

Nicolas immediately picked up his luggage and went into the small room. His skilled manner made

Madelyn suspect that Nicolas might be a relative from Camila's side of the family.

Camila finished cooking, and Nicolas came out of the room still wet.

He looked good in anything, especially with his long legs.

He sat next to Camila, picking up food for her and serving her rice, just like a loving son. Madelyn felt

some aversion toward certain aspects of him, but she couldn't deny that he knew how to make Camila

happy. Seeing Camila's joy, Madelyn couldn't help but feel happy too.

While they were having dinner, the doorbell rang.

"I'll go and answer the door," Nicolas volunteered.

Camila whispered softly, "This boy is really good, enthusiastic and polite." Madelyn smiled.

On the other side, Nicolas opened the door to find a middle-aged refined man and an old lady outside.

"Who are you looking for?"

William came with his mother and wife. When he saw the person who opened the door, he was

momentarily stunned.

Did he come to the wrong place?

No, he didn't!

He asked politely, "Is Madelyn home?" Hearing his voice, Madelyn felt repulsed, but Camila gently

pressed her hand and said, "Guests have arrived! Your father always taught you that we must not

neglect courtesy." Madelyn forced a smile. Camila welcomed the Bennett family inside without offering

any further comment. Madame Bennett had a look as if she was about to cry, "My precious

granddaughter lives in such a house! Sob... William, you are not a good father."

William remained silent, his face gloomy. Madelyn's expression remained indifferent. "I'm doing fine!

Mr. Bennett, you don't need to feel guilty!" Camila poured them coffee. Madame Bennett wanted to hold

Madelyn's hand, but Madelyn avoided it.

The old lady looked heartbroken, "Why won't you acknowledge your roots? William has countless

properties, and if you come back, all these things will be left to you and Eleanor. Your father and I

would never favor one over the other." Madelyn felt numb hearing those words.

These people only wanted their own flesh and blood and didn't care about the pain she had to face in

front of Eleanor. They didn't really want to take her in; they just wanted her to reconcile with Eleanor.

Madelyn was expressionless... Nicolas looked at her and then took a toothpick in his mouth, saying to

Madame Bennett, "Only a few pennies, and you're acting like this?"

William's wife was displeased.

She looked at Nicolas and guessed that he was probably an employee, sneering, "You'll never earn

this much!"

Nicolas put down the toothpick.

He smirked, "I have several billion right now, want some?"

William's wife was trembling with anger.

"William, look at the people around Madelyn. I've said before that her upbringing is too complicated.

She's not suitable for the Bennett family. In comparison, Eleanor's surrounding is much simpler!"

William hesitated. "Madelyn, is he really okay to stay here?" Madelyn smiled coldly.

"Mr. Bennett, my feet can no longer drive. Do you have any objections to me hiring a driver?"

"And, whether I'm complicated or simple, I can't climb up to the Bennett family. You should go back!"

...

Nicolas stood beside her, swaying his body. "That's right, don't disturb my family while we're having a

meal!"

...

Madelyn gave him a sharp look. Who said they were family!

But this little wolf-dog had quite a fierce temper. With him here, guarding the Logan family, the Bennett

family wouldn't be able to cause trouble easily. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

With this thought, Madelyn found him more agreeable!

William's face turned pale. If Madelyn couldn't drive because of her foot, did that mean she couldn't be

a pianist either?

He stepped forward, earnestly pleading, "Madelyn, come abroad with me. I will find the best doctors to

treat you... You possess my finest genes. Once your foot recovers, you will surely shine brightly."

Madelyn gave a cold smile.

Nicolas snorted, "So you're looking for an heir!"

William wanted to explain, but Nicolas urged them to leave, "Go, go! We didn't make your dinner. It's

unbelievable. One after another. But you can't be so shameless!"

William's family was infuriated. Constance, who was born and raised in Esrand, gritted her teeth

outside. "Who is that little brat?"

However, William seemed a little absent-minded.

He remembered the look in Madelyn's eyes just now. Besides unfamiliarity, there was only indifference,

without a trace of warmth. Constance noticed his thoughts and gently stroked his arm. "We still have

Eleanor, William. Eleanor is our true child! Raising is more important than giving birth. Madelyn wasn't

raised by us, so it's natural for her to be estranged."

William thought of Eleanor and felt a hint of tenderness in his heart.

One of his only two wishes now was for Eleanor to have a good future after the divorce. If that could

happen... their family would be complete!

...

Once they left, Madelyn remained silent.

Camila spoke up proactively, "They won't be allowed in anymore!"

She actually felt sorry for Madelyn. She had always thought that having a biological father's love would

make things better for her, but she wasn't blind. The Bennett family didn't care much about Madelyn,

and they couldn't be compared to that crazy wench.

Madelyn patted Camila's hand. "Mom, I'm fine."

Nicolas sat down to have dinner.

He attentively served Camila, behaving affectionately, "That's right, Mrs. Logan, don't get upset. With

me by your side, I guarantee you'll live a comfortable and radiant life every day!"

Camila couldn't help but burst into laughter...

...

Madelyn was somewhat worried, so she stayed here for one night.

The little wolf-dog managed to make Camila happy.

Madelyn was quite satisfied. She woke up early in the morning and prepared to go to work. But as soon

as she went downstairs, Nicolas was leaning against the champagne-colored BMW, lazily greeting her,

"Good morning, Ms. Green!"

Madelyn coughed lightly. "Just accompany my mom."

Nicolas, with a coffee in hand, said, "But Mrs. Logan asked me to accompany Ms. Green all day. What

should I do? Whose orders should I follow?"

Madelyn didn't dwell on it any longer.

She got into the car and spoke softly, "Go to the music studio on Bora Road!"

Nicolas made a gesture and stepped on the accelerator.

As expected of a race car driver, the car sped away, as if it were a moving overtaking machine. The

journey that should have taken half an hour was completed in just fifteen minutes...

With a squeak, the car stopped in front of the office building. Nicolas got out of the car, opened the door

for Madelyn, and complained, "Can you sit next to me from now on? Sitting in the back is making me

feel old. Only rich old men and women sit in the back."

Madelyn looked at him, "I am your boss!"

She stepped into the elevator and turned around, "I won't need the car in the morning. Go back and

accompany my mom. Go grocery shopping and chat with her!"

Nicolas leaned against the elevator, wearing an evil smile, "I got it. You want to possess me. You want

me to get closer to your mom first, and then you can make your move! Ms. Green, confess your

feelings early so that we can avoid unnecessary detours."

Madelyn stepped into the elevator and threw a sentence at him.

"Go get a psychiatric evaluation!"

Nicolas was like, "Damn!"

But he obediently went, and even brought back a receipt to request reimbursement. "Look, I'm perfectly

normal! By the way, I also got a check-up about my male ability... Special vitality. Do you want to take a

look?"

Madelyn ignored him.

She looked at an invitation in front of her, which was Bryson's wedding invitation.

On Saturday evening.

She couldn't believe that Bryson would invite her to his wedding, especially after her unpleasant

encounter with Felicity. Just when Madelyn was puzzled, Bryson called her personally. He said it was

Grayson's request this time. Grayson and Vivian got together and Grayson wanted to bring Vivian to

the Wyatt family's wedding banquet. He wanted Madelyn to accompany them, preferably. Madelyn

hung up the phone and touched her forehead, feeling helpless but unable to refuse.

Nicolas tapped the table, quite dissatisfied, "Wedding? Your old sweetheart?"

Madelyn didn't want to talk to him about these things.

In a cold voice, she said, "There's a piano that needs to be moved to the headquarter. Go and help!"

Nicolas ground his white teeth, "Ms. Green, you really know how to use people. I've given my all for

you... I don't care, I want to attend the wedding of your old sweetheart and enjoy the free food and

drinks. You have to compensate me!"

...

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A big shot came today, Tyler Zachary, the richest man in the south of Esrand. Tyler sat in Benjamin's

office, exchanging pleasantries, "Ben, you're doing great here!"

Benjamin humbly replied, "It's nothing compared to Mr. Zachary!"

Tyler made a few more modest remarks before stating his purpose, "Ben, I won't beat around the bush.

I came to Gredax for two reasons. First, I want to attend the Wyatt family's wedding. Second, I'm here

to find my wayward son, Nicolas. He left home quietly, leaving a note saying he came to Gredax to do

something big. I'm worried that he doesn't have any money with him!"

Benjamin thought of the little wolf dog.

He smiled faintly, "It's good for young people to experience some hardships. Mr. Zachary, don't worry!"

Tyler sighed, "That's easy to say, but I'm always worried he might go astray... Ben, you're familiar with

Gredax, do me a favor and look for Nicolas!"

Benjamin still had a smile on his face. "Of course."

Tyler was impatient but genuinely missed his son. He sighed softly, "I don't know where Nicolas is now,

and whether he's wandering the streets... Anyway, let's meet at the Wyatt family's wedding on

Saturday!"

Benjamin saw him off politely.

After Tyler left, Paisley entered. "Mr. Clark, should we check Nicolas' information now? He must be

using electronic devices, and I believe we can find something within half a day!"

Benjamin took a sip of coffee.

He smiled lightly, "Mr. Zachary spoils his son too much. Boys need to go through something

themselves."