Chapter 43 The Punishment

Cordelia nodded, her soft face sincere. "Joseph said it's his mother's heirloom, and I accidentally damaged it, so I took it to be repaired." Benedict listened to her, his face instantly darkening. His jaw tightened, and a powerful aura surrounded him. He handed the car keys to Cordelia. "Drive the car to the entrance and wait for me." Though she hadn't been with him for long, Cordelia knew this man emitted a strong and oppressive aura when angered. She didn't want to get involved, so she obediently took the keys and slipped away faster than a rabbit. As she left, the harmonious atmosphere in the living room turned instantly icy and dangerous. Benedict's imposing figure exuded an oppressive presence. Lowering his gaze, he spoke coldly from a higher vantage point, "When did the gift I gave you become your mother's heirloom?" Joseph's back was drenched in cold sweat, his entire shirt sticking to him. Under the stern gaze, his legs felt weak. "Uncle Benedict, she embarrassed me in