Chapter 221

Benjamin did not answer. Instead, he asked an unrelated question. "What was in the painting?" Clearly, Shirley's attempt to change the subject had failed. She could only feign composure as she replied, "It's a painting of the three of us as a family. Maybe because he used red paint, it feels a bit… emotional." Benjamin's expression turned cold. "I want the truth." Shirley was speechless. She had promised Damian not to tell Benjamin, so she couldn't reveal the truth now. Otherwise, she would lose the little boy's trust. She lowered her head. "I'm sorry, I promised Damian I wouldn't tell you." Benjamin's sharp eyes locked onto her. "Shirley, have you forgotten why I married you?" A hint of sadness flashed through her eyes, and she forced a weak smile. "Don't worry, I'll help Damian overcome his trauma." Benjamin no longer asked about the painting but warned her coldly, "Do your job. Don't pry into things you shouldn't. Knowing too much won't do you any good." Was he threatening