Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 74

As Benedict listened to Zachary's words, the panic in his chest gradually subsided. He drew a steadying breath, pulled himself together, and calmly instructed the others to make their exit.

Among the business partners, Cynthia's attitude toward Benedict hadn't gone unnoticed. They sensed something subtle beneath the surface, but no one dared to bring it up. With polite smiles and practiced handshakes, they took their leave—none of them believed that two people whose interests were so tightly bound would let a mere personal squabble tear them apart.

In their world, profit always trumped sentiment. Matters of the heart were trivial, barely worth a mention.

Zachary stuck close to Benedict until the very end, wearing his usual ingratiating grin. Once everyone had gone, he sidled up to Benedict and tried to lighten the mood.

"Benedict, you remember that club I used to take you to? They've brought in a new group of girls—barely nineteen, fresh faces. What do you say?"

Benedict's expression darkened, an impatient flicker in his eyes. "Go by yourself. I'm heading home to get some rest."

Zachary, undeterred, noticed Benedict's troubled look and tried to offer advice. "Look, Benedict, women—they need a little coaxing, sure, but you can't put them on too high a pedestal. Maybe let her stew for a couple of days. Sometimes, giving them the cold shoulder gets results."

He leaned in, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "Aren't you two getting married in a few days? I bet she won't be able to resist reaching out to discuss the wedding details. Ignore her for the first day or two—she'll panic faster than anyone."

Benedict's frown deepened. He shot Zachary a glare and barked, "Get lost with your terrible advice!"

Zachary just laughed it off, hands raised in mock surrender. "Hey, I'm only trying to help you out, man."

Benedict ignored him, the chill night air only making his headache worse.

Assistant Frank pulled the car up to the curb. Zachary hurried to steady Benedict as he climbed in, and as he shut the door, he couldn't resist buttering him up one last time.

"Benedict, things are really changing for you here in Cloudcrest City. I've followed you for years—just remember your old friends when you're feasting, and save us a little something, yeah?"

Benedict waved a hand dismissively. "Don't worry, you'll get your share."

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