Channing looked at Benson and said according to his conscience, "Mr. Leach, with your..."
No sooner had he opened his mouth than he saw Benson glance over coldly. Channing only felt a chill down his back and that he would lose his job, and he hurriedly said against his conscience, "With your looks, family, and character, Grandma will definitely be satisfied with you."
Benson nodded in satisfaction this time. He looked down at his phone and remembered that Juliana had said her phone was broken.
"Jill's phone is broken." Benson looked up at Channing and asked, "Are custom phones still available?"
Benson's phone was customized, with the same brand, but different from the market ones, which had better confidentiality and security.
Channing asked, "Do you want the ones customized for couples?"
The word "couples" was new to Benson and he found it interesting.
He nodded his head, "Yes. What styles are available?"
Channing contacted the company and soon received the designs, which he then showed to Benson.
Benson immediately chose one of them, "This one."
The old mansion of the Lewis family.
Juliana was with her grandmother winding the wool into a ball, while a family drama was playing on the TV.
Grandma kept saying that Juliana should take care of herself and stop playing around.
Juliana didn't say too much against her, after all, it was a rare warmth for her to have a family member chattering about her.
At this moment, the maid trotted in and was a bit panicked, "Mrs. Lewis, there's a guest named Benson outside, should I let him in?"
"Benson?" Grandma looked up at Juliana, "Benson Leach?"
Juliana put down the wool, "I think so. Let's go have a look."
Grandma also put down the wound ball of wool, stood up, and asked Juliana to help her out.
The two of them went out of the living room and saw the slender figure standing outside the main door.
Benson was shrouded in sunlight with a long shadow, carrying a gift box in one hand and holding a bouquet of flowers in the other.
The evening sun behind him became his backdrop. Only by looking from afar , people would feel that this person was incomparably noble like an emperor.
However, such a noble man was waiting outside the iron gate quietly without any impatience.
Juliana saw him, immediately ran to him, opened the iron door, and looked up at him, "Why are you here?"
Didn't she tell him to come when he was free?
It had only been a few hours, and it wasn't even closing time yet.
Benson looked down at Juliana wearing a housecoat and having her hair tied in a bun, feeling like she was a little girl in the neighborhood, which made him very happy.
Benson handed her the bouquet, "I want to put Grandma off as soon as possible."
Juliana looked at the bouquet, which was black roses.
The black roses in full bloom were like demons emanating darkness, but they were so unique, cold, and arrogant that people were amazed and captivated by them.
She preferred the black roses to the passionate red ones.
Benson could not help but feel apprehensive as she looked at the bouquet and did not say anything. He asked, "Do you like it?"
Juliana nodded, "Yes."
Benson immediately smiled, "I thought of you as soon as I saw the black roses, which are perfect for you, dark, mysterious, unique, and..."
He paused and looked at her possessively, "You are the devil that belongs to me and you will eventually be mine.. I think the phrase of the flower suits us."