Chapter 423 Drugging Benjamin
Adelaide teased him with a smile, "What's wrong? It's only been a few days and you're already so eager to see her?"
Cillian's face instantly turned red, and he started stuttering, "Who—who said that? I was just asking casually. How could I possibly want to see her?"
Adelaide didn't call him out on it. She pointed toward the hall, "She's probably talking to her idol right now. Even if you go in, she might not pay attention to you."
"Idol? What idol?" Cillian's nerves instantly tensed up.
How come he didn't know Elodie had any idol?
With such a handsome guy like him around, she dared to like someone else?
No way! He had to go check it out!
"Adelaide, Matthew, you guys chat first." After saying this, Cillian hurriedly walked toward the hall.
After taking just a few steps, Cillian suddenly stopped and explained defensively, "I'm not going to find her. I just want to see what unlucky person she actually likes!"
Cillian's way of saying one thing while meaning another was just painful to watch.
Looking at his back, Adelaide couldn't help but laugh. When she turned around, she happened to meet Matthew's eyes.
She froze for a moment, then quickly suppressed her smile and looked away, "I'm going to find Sophia. Do whatever you want."
After saying this, Adelaide left in a hurry.
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In the banquet hall, Isabella had been hiding in a corner watching Benjamin.
Her gaze went from nervous at first to increasingly bold.
Why should such an excellent and powerful man belong to that bitch Sophia?
She was supposed to be the one loved by everyone. She should be the one to become Benjamin's wife!
That damn Sophia took everything that originally belonged to her, bit by bit, which led to her current situation.
Everything Sophia had, including Zander, was all hers.
If she could win back Hayden and Zander's hearts, she could make Flynn, Heath, and Sawyer change their minds too.
By then, she would still be the princess with everyone's love.
And Benjamin, Matthew... they would all be fascinated by her sooner or later.
One day, she would crush Sophia under her feet.
She waited in the corner for a long time. Benjamin finally finished talking with those business tycoons and sat alone on the sofa drinking.
Isabella's eyes lit up. She felt she had finally found the right moment.
She glanced in Amelia's direction, signaling her to hurry over.
Yes, she didn't plan to do it herself. Instead, she had given the drug to Amelia during their earlier chat.
No matter what, Amelia was Benjamin's mother and Tobias's biological daughter.
And everyone in Silverlight City knew she was crazy and wished Benjamin would die.
Not only that, Amelia was famous for hating Sophia.
So even if Amelia's drugging was discovered, everyone would just think Amelia had gone crazy and drugged Benjamin in public to ruin him.
Even if someone guessed she did it, so what? Without evidence, what could they do to her?
Isabella thought smugly.
Amelia, who was chatting with the wealthy ladies, received Isabella's signal and felt uneasy.
She knew she shouldn't do this, but Isabella's words had moved her.
She was in pain every day now, and Benjamin was the one who caused all this.
As long as Benjamin disappeared, her pain would disappear too, and she would be completely free.
But she was afraid of Benjamin. Plus, she felt guilty, so when she walked up to him, her legs hidden under her evening gown were trembling slightly.
She gathered her courage and stood in front of Benjamin with a wine glass, "Benjamin, I..."
Before she could finish, Benjamin suddenly looked up, his eyes cold and sharp as he stared at her.
His deep eyes seemed covered with ice, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife, scaring Amelia into shaking.
"Get lost. After the banquet, we need to settle things between us."
Amelia's heart jumped, and she felt even more guilty.
Had he discovered something?
She hurriedly explained, "Benjamin, it's not what you think. I just..."
"Get lost. Don't make me say it a third time." Benjamin lowered his voice but didn't restrain his imposing presence.
Although he was looking up slightly, he gave off a condescending and domineering feeling.
Amelia was startled by the powerful aura he radiated. She immediately forgot about drugging him and ran upstairs in her heels without looking back.
Her steps were panicked and hurried, as if something terrifying was chasing her.
Many guests heard the commotion and looked at her, but didn't notice anything unusual.
The living room fell silent for a few seconds before returning to its previous liveliness.
Isabella took in everything that had just happened and stamped her feet in anger.
Amelia was a lady of the Martinez family—how could she be so unreliable?
Why was she such a coward?
Amelia was more trouble than she was worth!
Since Amelia was useless, Isabella had no choice but to do it herself.
She ordered two glasses of red wine, found a surveillance blind spot, and sprinkled the prepared powder into one, shaking it evenly.
This drug was the same as the one she had given Celestia before, but unfortunately, Celestia had taken those two bottles.
She didn't dare ask Bodhi for more, so she secretly bought some herself.
Her plan was to drug Benjamin, then have sex with him, preferably where people could see.
Didn't Sophia love Benjamin? She wanted to let her see with her own eyes what it felt like to have the man she loved taken away.
After dissolving the powder in the red wine, Isabella carefully straightened her dress and hair and walked toward Benjamin.
This dress was something she had pestered Zander for ages before he finally bought it for her.
The Stewart family's financial strength was nothing like it used to be, and Zander was really useless—he let the White family suppress him so badly.
And Zander was so stingy!
She had pleased him in bed with everything she had for several days in a row before he finally gave in and gave her a card.
Once she hooked Benjamin, a big catch like him, a loser like Zander could forget about touching her ever again.
Benjamin leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed and his arm casually draped over the back of the sofa. It wasn't exactly an elegant posture, but when he did it, it gave off an indescribable sexiness.
Isabella approached him step by step, her heartbeat speeding up uncontrollably.
The more Isabella looked, the more she felt that such an excellent man should belong to her!
She gritted her teeth secretly, becoming more determined to win him over.
"Mr. White, are you here alone?"
Isabella cleared her throat and put on what she thought was her best attitude.
Benjamin's lowered eyelashes lifted slightly as he glanced at her coldly without responding.
Isabella wasn't upset about being ignored. In fact, the more he acted this way, the more she felt challenged.
She had seen plenty of men who tried to please her—they weren't special.
But a man like Benjamin, who was reserved and unapproachable, was completely different from those men.
If she could win him over, it would be quite an achievement.