Benji thought

that Darius would at least consider it. To his disappointment, Darius shook his

head firmly. “I might have a slightly better impression of you now, but it’s

not enough to stop me from going after someone who has repeatedly tried to harm

me.”

His face and tone

were devoid of emotion, making it clear to everyone that Benji’s wish would

never come true. Benji paled. He put his hands on his knees, seemingly wanting

to get to his feet, but he failed.

Calypso stood

nearby, watching them. She didn’t expect Benji to go this far for her,

especially when he usually acted like he couldn’t care less about her. Her

heart skipped a beat, and she placed a hand on her chest as she walked toward

him.

The moment she

started moving, Darius heard her footsteps. He frowned deeply and turned to

look at her with dissatisfaction, but he didn’t stop her. She stopped before

Benji and looked down at him.

All Benji knew

was that a pair of expensive-looking heels had appeared within his line of

sigh