Chapter 182

"Arthur, is this Benjamin's idea or yours?" Shirley asked, puzzled by Arthur's sudden concern for her. Arthur smiled. "It's Mr. Blackwood's, of course. Although he didn't say it outright, I trust this is what he would want." "So, you're just guessing," Shirley concluded. She knew there was no way Benjamin would have said any of that. "Mrs. Blackwood, I've been with Mr. Blackwood since he was young and know him quite well." Shirley just looked at the pile of sunscreen without saying anything. After picking one, she said, "Alright, you can leave now. I'll be down in a minute." The next time Benjamin checked the surveillance footage, he saw Shirley sitting fully "armed" in the scenic courtyard, reading a book under the son. There was even a portable fan next to her. Benjamin pursed his lips. "Who told her she could sit? And she even has a fan. She sure knows how to enjoy life. No wonder she's still in the mood to read. Clearly, Arthur has been treating her too kindly," he thoug