Chapter 70 Billionaire's Lies

• Meanwhile, in the sleek, modern office of BMX Estates, Benedict was lost in mountains of paperwork. The hustle and bustle of the corporate world circled around him, but his mind was not squarely here. His focus, sharp as ever, was split between the financials and the constant stream of meetings, but there was an underlying heaviness in his chest that no business deal could lift.
• He looked up at the clock, the hands ticking by as he bullied through emails, calls, and strategy plans for the next quarter. His company was thriving again, the damage of old slowly but surely being repaired. Still, no matter how successfully he was rewriting the story of his business again, there was a hole he couldn't ignore.
• Whenever, his mind seemed to wander back to Sabrina-to the contours of her face, the sound of her laughter, how she had kept him pieced together even when he didn't deserve it. How she had loved him for all his mistakes and flaws. She was everything to him, and now years have come and passed since no word was heard of her.