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Chapter 92 Benedict's Order

Maisie's gaze was sincere, her voice gentle as she said, "That's what I should do, Ophelia. Just stop talking about it." Ophelia's eyes were full of concern as she said, "I'm just stating the facts. Shouldn't you make Benedict aware of your efforts?" Benedict furrowed his brow, resembling a fir tree in winter dusted with snow, and coolly leaned against the hospital bed. His eyes scanned the room but found no sign of Cordelia. Ophelia persisted, "Your wife, as soon as she heard that her male friend was sick, immediately abandoned you to take care of him. A man who's been to prison is clearly trash. It's not worth getting hurt for her!" Benedict's expression darkened, his tall figure instantly emanating a suppressed and chilly aura. Seeing her silence, Ophelia intensified and expressed her dissatisfaction. "I don't know what Mr. Archibald is thinking, insisting on you marrying such an immature woman. I think we should find an opportunity to discuss this matter with Mr. Archibald ag

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