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Chapter 57 A Stupid Woman

Hearing that, Lola looked so unbelievable. She even turned her head back to look around.

When seeing that there was no one beside, she pointed at him, "Kid, what did you just say? A hag?"

Benjamin raised his eyes, "Of course! You are the ugliest one here!"

Lola was so mad that her face went burning red! She was about to grab him to beat him.

What an annoying kid!

"I plot against your mom? Really? Okay, kid, tell me, who is your mom? I don't even know that one of

my colleagues actually gave birth to a kid!"

Benjamin looked at her coldly, who still wore a complacent face. Then he took out a copied draft from

his pocket and threw it onto her face.

"I don't expose your plot today just because I have never deemed that you deserve to be the opponent

of my mommy! So let me warn you. Stop playing dirty! You should if you are capable enough. Dirty

tricks never work!"

Lola looked at the draft with her eyes wide opened. She was rendered frightened.

"You! How did you get this?"

She remembered clearly that she made someone delete them all!

Even Patricia herself didn't find it!

Benjamin still kept his hands in the pocket. His shining eyes remained cold.

Of course, as intelligent as he was in IT, he could easily smash her plot.

"You don't need to know that! Just remember! If you dare to conspire again, the president would then

see this draft on his desk. Is that clear?"

Seeing this domineering-looking boy, Lola didn't even dare to utter. She kept her head down and stood

still. She knew that this draft was Patricia's! Since this kid warned her for the sake of Patricia, she

couldn't help doubting if he was her son.

She stared at Benjamin mockingly, "Oh, your mom is Patricia, right? What a slut! She actually got

pregnant before marriage…"

However, before she finished, Benjamin had left when she raised her head.

She looked around and shook her head to leave.

After so many calls from Patricia, Benjamin finally picked up the phone.

"Mommy, I am in the canteen of the company."

When both Patricia and Karina rushed to the canteen, they saw him place well all packed food.

Benjamin handed them the chopsticks, "Mommy, Aunt Karina, time for meal. You should be hungry

after being through so much."

Karina nodded, "Of course I am hungry! I didn't even have breakfast today."

Benjamin just squinted at her, "I didn't talk to you!"

Obviously, he only cared if her mom was hungry.

When hearing that, Karina almost got choked.

She patted her own chest and her face was rendered red.

Benjamin handed her a glass of water casually, "Don't be so hurried."

After draining the water, Karina finally felt better.

"That was because of you!"

Patricia watched them bickering while holding the chopsticks, "Who painted the draft for me this time?"

Hearing that, Benjamin still continued to pick up food for her.

However, Karina got choked again and her face turned red suddenly.

Benjamin handed her a glass of water.

Karina hurried to drain it and still looked at him around as if she was questioning,

Before that, she still believed that the draft was painted by Patricia,

And she still remembered Benjamin once urged her mom to finish it and the draft she got after that was

exactly the final version.

At the beginning, she thought that it might be too hurried for Patricia to finish the draft. So then

Benjamin turned to her.

However, when hearing Patricia questioning, Karina finally realized that there was something out of her

expectation.

She stared at Benjamin, who still looked calm, 'What a cunning brat! How many secrets have you still

kept from me!'

Benjamin shook her head and shifted the blame to Karina, "Mommy, I don't know that! I don't even

know how to paint. Both the draft and the final version were sent by Karina!"

Hearing that, Patricia shifted her gaze on Karina's face. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

She frowned and continued, "But Karina can't paint. And I know that!"

Karina, with her mouth stuffed with food, kept shaking her head at Patricia and stammered but failed to

articulate.

"No, no! Patricia, it wasn't me…"

Benjamin titled his head and reached out his little hand down the table and then pinched Karina's leg

gently.

Stammering, she suddenly turned her head to stare at him.

Benjamin looked at Patricia seriously, "Of course Karina can't paint. But perhaps she asked someone

else for help."

Patricia tilted her head, looking confused, "Really? But I can't even find the draft yesterday. Why did I

get from Karina today?"

Benjamin kept picking up beef for her and smiled innocently, "Okay, mommy, stop thinking so much.

Since everything goes well, just leave it alone. Time to enjoy the food."

Patricia frowned while looking at him, "But babe, why did you go out of school at noon? You should

have classes today, right?"

Hearing that, he decided to let Karina take the blame again.

Then he reached out his little finger to point at Karina, "Well, you need to ask her about it. It was she

who got me out. She said that you needed to compete today. So she took me here to watch you

compete."

Karina tilted her head confusedly again, "What?"

Benjamin smiled brightly at Karina and pinched her leg again.

Karina then kept nodding, "Yeah, since you have competition today. Of course we need to be here!"

Seeing them talking brightly, Patricia put down the chopsticks.

"Karina, how do you know that I need to compete today? I don't even tell anyone else about it."

Karina paused and then turned to look at Benjamin out of instinct, "Kid, how should I answer your mom

now?"

Benjamin sat still and didn't even look at her. He didn't even seem to be afraid.

What a stupid woman!