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Chapter 722 I Want The Same Breakfast
Benjamin had just run a few rounds when Kingsley’s car pulled up beside him. The car window lowered, and
Kingsley waved at him. “Morning, Benjamin. Exercising?”
Benjamin took a quick look at him and picked up his phone. His cold voice rang. “Who let this guy in? Whoever it is,
you’re getting it from me. I want you guys to throw him out.”
Kingsley interrupted, “Hey! I came in on my own. I’m so sorry, Boss. I won’t do it again. Please don’t throw me out.
You know how embarrassing it is.”
Benjamin scoffed. Kingsley continued, “Boss, I promise I will not poke my nose into your private life anymore, okay?
I was just worried! That’s why I listened in for a bit. You don’t have to be this mad. You guys didn’t do anything
anyway.”
“Get out of the car, Kingsley Watts!” Benjamin roared, stopping immediately.
That sent a shudder down Kingsley’s spine.
“You don’t want to get thrown out, do you?” Benjamin sneered.
Kingsley got out of his car as told. “So you’re not throwing me out?” he asked playfully. “I’ll do anything as long as
you don’t do that to me.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Fifty rounds. Don’t you dare take a break,” Benjamin ordered.
Kingsley’s jaw dropped. He looked at his friend in despair.
Fifty rounds? One round is eight hundred meters, and fifty rounds mean forty kilometers! Benjamin’s so cold-
blooded!
“Or do you want to run with added weight?” Benjamin questioned, leaving no room for negotiation.
“All right! I’ll do it.”
Kingsley had no choice but to do as he was told. Without even changing into his sneakers, he started running.
He would not have come if it were not for the children.
A few bodyguards ran over to Benjamin to apologize when they saw Kingsley running on the track.
“We’re sorry, Mr. Graham. We didn’t manage to stop Mr. Watts!”
Benjamin’s face darkened. “What are you all waiting for? Run! A hundred rounds!”
“Yes, sir!”
They started running and followed closely behind Kingsley.
A hundred rounds were not a problem for those trained guards, but for Kingsley, he was in for a grind.
He was already dog-tired after only a few rounds.
“What a loser!” Benjamin derided.
Kingsley was upset, but he dared not breathe a word.
It had been a while since he last trained.
Frustrated by Kingsley’s weakness, Benjamin went back home. He no longer had the mood to exercise.
After going back, he sat down in the living room and picked up the newspaper.
I’ll shower after I read the news.
When Edwin saw Benjamin, he took a glass of water and went over.
“Are you done with your morning exercise, Mr. Graham?”
“Yes,” Benjamin replied curtly as he continued reading.
Edwin then made himself scarce and went back to the kitchen to help Arissa.
When Benjamin smelled the scent of delicious food coming from the kitchen, he looked up into the kitchen and saw
Arissa preparing breakfast.
What is she making? It smells good.
He put down his newspaper and walked over to her.
“Edwin, put some peanut oil in,” Arissa requested.
“Shall we use some scallions as a garnish?” Edwin asked.
“Yes, please. I like scallions,” Arissa replied happily.
“I don’t like it though.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA voice came from the entrance of the kitchen. When Benjamin saw that they were actually making savory wraps,
he quickly told them his food preferences.
Arissa glared at him. “These are for the kids. They’re not nice without scallions. You don’t have to eat them if you
don’t like them.”
A subtle frown settled on his brows. He turned and looked at the other food Arissa had prepared. There were some
fresh sandwiches, but Benjamin realized that they also had scallions in them.
His frown deepened.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Graham. Mrs. Graham will prepare yours after this,” the butler weighed in.
Benjamin snorted at Arissa. “I want the same food they have, but without scallions!”
Arissa was agitated. She knew he was doing that on purpose. “You can pick them out on your own, Graham!”
“Do you think that’s even possible?” he questioned, looking at how finely diced they were. “What don’t you show
me how you do that?”
He pointed at the freshly prepared and tasty sandwich as he talked.
Arissa was vexed. She did not even know if there was enough bread left for her to make more sandwiches.
She had only made that few sets of breakfast.
“I thought you didn’t like them?” she asked.
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