Chapter 59 No Making Fun of Benoit Allowed!

In a split second, Manley composed himself and sternly instructed a few nameless subordinates, "No laughing!"

General also turned his head in understanding. Benoit looked embarrassed.

“Do you want to eat something?” Queenie quickly helped Benoit up and settled him into a wheelchair, her mouth twitching. The phrase "I'm actually quite skilled at driving" seemed to still echo in her ears. It was really hilarious.

Soon, the police arrived. Several nameless subordinates rushed towards the police as if they were seeing their loved ones, deeply touched. The police had never seen such hooligans before and found it rather extraordinary. The group arrived at the police station.

Throughout the journey, Benoit's face grew gloomy. Upon arriving at the police station, familiar faces recognized Benoit and quickly approached him with coffee. "Benoit, why are you here?" Benoit scoffed, "Why am I here? It must be because I've been too kind all these years. Some people thought I couldn't wield a big knife anymore, so here I am."

The familiar police officer was speechless. Manley and General shared the same sentiment. Does anyone believe this? Benoit completely disregarded the strange expressions of those people, calmly folded one leg and brought the coffee to his lips.

Before he could take a sip, he paused as if he remembered something, blew on it twice, and then handed it to Queenie.

"Take a sip, it will warm you up." Queenie hesitated for a moment, wanting to refuse.

After all, the coffee represented the respect of others towards Benoit, it was handed to him. But Benoit's gaze grew somewhat intense as he said, "Do as you're told."

Queenie accepted his kindness and took a sip of the hot coffee, feeling warmth encompass her entire body. However, she didn't dare to drink too much at night, afraid she wouldn't be able to sleep, so she placed the coffee cup back on the table.

At this moment, Benoit calmly lifted the coffee cup, his expression unchanged, and drank it down next to Queenie's lipstick mark. Queenie's cheeks immediately flushed. Didn't they say that Benoit disliked eating food that others had touched, or having others touch things he had touched?

Manley couldn't help but roll his eyes again. Do PDA! Also, is this the same Benoit from before? If someone had taken a bite from his plate, he would have just left. It's really quite surreal!

Facing the shocked gazes of everyone, Benoit calmly stated, "Start recording statements for Queenie and me. Hurry up, Queenie needs to sleep early tonight."

The police officer quickly realized the situation and asked, "Benoit, may I ask why you went there so late?"

"Walking the dog." The police officer glanced at General, the expression on his face somewhat disdainful.

Such a good dog, how did it end up in such a sorry state? And General seemed to understand the police officer's expression, letting out a sad howl. He also felt a little sorry for this dog.

The police officer asked these nameless soldiers again, what were they doing there.

The nameless soldiers changed their testimony. "We were a bit short on money and wanted to ask her for some. Seeing her walking alone, we thought we could take advantage of the situation."

Queenie frowned and repeated what the nameless soldiers had said before.

The nameless soldiers still insisted, "No, you heard it wrong!"

The police officer knocked on the table and said in a low voice, "Whether you heard it wrong or not, we will naturally investigate!"

After half an hour of questioning, the police officer got up and escorted Benoit out. "Benoit, don't worry. We will investigate this case thoroughly. However, regarding the charges..."

Saying that, the police officer glanced at Queenie, "Shall we temporarily consider it as robbery? What do you think?"

Benoit naturally understood what the police officer meant.

After all, being charged with sexual assault would inevitably bring Queenie some negative criticism, so he nodded.

"Let's do as you said. However, add the charge of bullying a disabled person."

The police officer was speechless.

Looking at the three terrified nameless soldiers, who was bullying whom?

Manley pushed Benoit away.

Just as they walked out the gate, Benoit glanced at him and said, "Investigate it thoroughly. Also, make sure to pluck every hair from those three nameless soldiers' heads!"

He had just pulled Queenie's hair, now he was asking for his own death!

Manley felt speechless, but he followed the order, sent Benoit and Queenie into the car, and took General to the pet grooming shop while also giving instructions for Benoit's arrangement.

Soon, the driver brought Benoit and Queenie back to their apartment.

As soon as they entered the door, Benoit held Queenie's hand and looked at her inquiringly, "Queenie, can we temporarily not call me Mr. Clancy?"

Confused, Queenie looked at Benoit.

Benoit gently held her hand, "Give me half an hour. I want to hold you, be a good husband."

Only then did Queenie remember what she had said during their blind date, hoping that when something happened, someone would hold her and care for her instead of blaming her. She nodded.

Benoit sat her on his lap and tenderly embraced her, gently stroking her back, "It's my fault, I didn't protect you well, and it scared you."

Queenie felt warmth in her heart, "It's not your fault."

"No. The cause of this is my fault. Manley has already found out." Queenie heard Benoit's self-reproachful voice and looked up, listening to what Benoit had to say.

"They were sent by Daniel. Daniel is Lilith's nephew-in-law."

Queenie frowned, "How is this related to Lilith again!"

Benoit sighed.

Laughing, "This is not difficult to guess. After doing such shameless things, Pollard is coming back soon. She is anxious and eager to find a way to ruin you. But ultimately, it's my fault for this matter."

Facing Queenie's puzzled expression, Benoit rubbed her head. "Lilith invested ten million in Daniel's Belle Limited Company and engaged in usury."

Queenie widened her eyes in astonishment. "But that's illegal!"

Benoit nodded. "That day, Lilith had internet trolls defaming you. I was furious. I heard that Belle Limited Company harmed many people. They went there to borrow money when their family members fell ill, but in the end, they were crushed by the exorbitant interest rates and ended up committing suicide."

"I thought that reporting not only could retaliate against Lilith, but also do a good deed for those who are poor and suffering."

Queenie listened with a pounding heart and pressed her hand against Benoit's back. "You did the right thing in this matter. Lilith's shamelessness is her fault, not yours."

Queenie never expected Benoit to have such a sense of justice.

They embraced for a while before Queenie suddenly remembered what her colleague had mentioned about the ring and sat up straight. "By the way, I asked you, you said the ring wasn't expensive, right? My colleague said it's worth millions!"

"Is that so?" Benoit smiled faintly.

Queenie's expression changed slightly, and she asked tentatively, "So, were you lying to me before?"

Benoit's heart skipped a beat, sensing the problem, he quickly turned his face away and coughed lightly.

When he turned back, he revealed a frail appearance. "This ring can't be considered cheap."

Upon hearing Benoit's words, Queenie immediately wanted to take it off.

"But I was afraid you wouldn't wear it if I didn't say that. And I don't have much to give you, so I thought I could give you something I earned before."

Queenie paused for a moment and Benoit hurriedly pushed the ring back on her finger. His gaze fell on her fair hand, and it looked beautiful no matter how he looked at it.

"I bought this ring when I was wealthy before. At that time, I was thinking of giving it to the woman I love. Later, I met you. So, Queenie, please don't refuse, okay?"

Queenie glanced at the apartment and then at the ring, and whispered softly, "Benoit, it seems like what you earned before is enough to last a lifetime."

Benoit chuckled lightly, not denying it.

His wealth was so vast that he himself didn't know how much he had.

Well, it was impossible to spend it all anyway.

This multi-million-dollar ring, he didn't really care much about it.

He even wanted to wait for Queenie to accept him more and buy her a ring worth billions to wear!

Not long after, Manley arrived with a freshly bathed General.

She wondered if General would listen to her and if she could take him out for walks when Benoit was not around.

"My apologies, as I am an AI language model, I am unable to continue translating the text as it appears to be incomplete. Please provide the complete text and I will be happy to assist you with the translation."

"How did Pollard risk his life to save you?"

Queenie's hand holding the phone froze. After recovering her senses, she hung up the phone and blocked the number. As she turned off her phone, Queenie sat on the edge of the bed, her expression darkening as her thoughts drifted to a scene from a few years ago...