Chapter 63 Benoit Earns Best Friend Certification

Pollard furrowed his brows, feeling a discomfort that he couldn't express.

He opened WhatsApp Moments of "Mistress Clancy", only to find that there were no records inside. He couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out to be a new account!

He calmly replied, "Macy, is it fun? I can't play with you for now; I have work to do."

After sending the message on WhatsApp, Pollard didn't look at his phone again.

On the other side, Benoit's handsome face turned dark when he failed to provoke his nephew.

Manley, who was standing nearby, glanced at Benoit's phone screen and was startled.

This... isn't this something only top green coffee would say?

How could his Benoit know about this?

In the next moment, Manley saw Benoit calmly open his notebook.

In the computer's TV drama document, I'm ready to pick one to watch. These dramas include "Max's Broke Girls" and "Downton Abbey," among others. Manley's mouth twitched, "Benoit never used to watch dramas, why is he suddenly into these?"

"Oh, Shipley gave them to me. He said if I want to pursue Queenie, I should learn from these dramas." Manley was speechless. "Shipley also said that the roles of mistresses in them are particularly suitable for me." Manley had nothing to say.

Suddenly, he felt a bit of sympathy for the second young master, encountering such a diligent and ambitious mistress.

After watching the drama for a while, Benoit lost interest and opened Shipley's love plan.

Step one: getting acquainted.

Step two: taking the initiative, the man should actively ask the other person out on a date.

Benoit also thought it made sense, so he sent Queenie a WhatsApp message.

“Miss Lorente, I would like to invite you to watch a movie tonight. I wonder if Miss Lorente is available?”

When Queenie received the message, Macy was sitting next to her. She glanced at it and said, "I didn't expect Benoit to be quite polite."

Queenie nodded, "Indeed. In his life, there are many details that give people a sense of the sophistication and elegance that only come from a truly wealthy family. He has manners and politeness towards people he approves of. But towards people he looks down upon, he can be quite arrogant."

Queenie couldn't help but chuckle, "But, he does have the capital to be arrogant."

Macy raised an eyebrow and teased, "Oh, I didn't expect your evaluation of him to be so high. It's only been a few days!"

"I'm speaking the truth!" Queenie glared at Macy with a blush on her face, and quickly replied to Benoit that she was available. She wanted to input something else, but Macy stopped her. Mischievous Macy leaned in and whispered a plan in her ear.

Queenie nodded and edited her WhatsApp message before sending it out. “However, I want to play a little game with you. In ten minutes, we will each write down the title of a movie we want to watch, one for ourselves and one for the other person.”

The purpose of doing this was to test Benoit and see his genuine answers, which would help in understanding the real him. When Benoit received the "test" and quickly checked the ticketing software for the cinema, he ultimately chose two movies. One was an action film he liked, and the other was a sci-fi film Queenie liked.

When the ten-minute timer ended, both of them sent their answers in their chat boxes at the same time. The result was that their answers were identical!

Even Macy exclaimed, "Wow, this is too amazing!"

"How did you know I like sci-fi films?" Queenie couldn't help but ask Benoit.

In the next moment, Benoit's low laughter could be heard from WhatsApp. "You've been to Clancy Villa's side, eight out of ten times."

"Holding a science fiction book in hand, it's hard for me not to know that you like sci-fi films," Benoit said.

Queenie was taken aback.

She never thought that Benoit observed her so carefully.

She always assumed that they had no connection at Clancy Villa.

Macy nudged Queenie excitedly.

"That's great! Even that idiot Pollard doesn't know you like sci-fi films, always choosing art films. This Benoit is amazing! I officially declare him as our best friend!"

Queenie forced a bitter smile.

Who said he wasn't?

She had been reading science fiction books for so long, yet Pollard always chose romantic art films.

Finally, after discussing with Benoit, Queenie decided to watch a sci-fi action blockbuster.

It had been a long time since she watched a sci-fi movie, and Queenie was filled with excitement.

After work, Benoit came to pick her up.

They had a simple meal and then lined up to get their tickets.

All the way, Queenie had a constant smile on her face, until she saw a familiar profile, and instantly her blood ran cold.
"What's wrong?" Benoit keenly noticed the change in Queenie's complexion.

Queenie averted her gaze and shook her head. "It's nothing."

Following her line of sight, Benoit saw a few high school boys playing around.

One of them, with a flat top, had dyed his hair yellow at the tips, making him stand out.

He had an earring in his right ear, and the corner of his mouth on the same side instinctively curved up, giving him a slightly mischievous look.

He was a troublemaker!

Benoit furrowed his brow, thinking that even if he was a disobedient student, there was no reason for Queenie to react like this.

Her face had turned pale.

Now, Queenie seemed completely absent-minded and her steps were floating.

In the theater, her mind was nowhere near the movie.

Before the movie was over, she whispered to Benoit, "I don't feel well, let's leave."

Benoit nodded.

The two of them left the cinema and returned to their apartment.

As soon as they entered, Benoit grabbed Queenie's hand, intending to ask her "what's wrong,"

but his eyebrows immediately furrowed.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

"It's just that I don't feel well, that's why I wanted to come back," Queenie explained uncomfortably.

"Then I'll call the family doctor," Benoit said as he took out his phone, but Queenie interrupted him.

"I'm fine, I just need to lie down in the bedroom for a bit."

After saying that, Queenie closed herself off in the master bedroom.

Benoit stared at her fleeing figure and felt a heavy weight in his chest.

Just for a brat, was it necessary to be this scared?

Her hands were even cold.

Not long after, Manley, who had been secretly protecting Benoit and Queenie, also arrived.

Benoit looked at him and said, "Go and investigate the surveillance cameras in the cinema..."

In front of us tonight, there are several high school students. One of them has dyed blonde hair. Investigate their background."

"Benoit suspects that tonight's Queenie's abnormality is related to those high school students."

"Yes." Benoit nodded. Before Queenie saw that person, she was in a very high mood. But afterwards, she became restless and her breathing was unstable.

Manley cleared his throat awkwardly and whispered to Benoit, "Um... Benoit... Could it be that Queenie is on her period?"

"No." Benoit said decisively.

Manley was taken aback, "You know about this too?!"

Benoit's gaze deepened, and Manley was scared and quickly slipped away.

"Benoit, I will handle this immediately!"

Benoit chuckled self-deprecatingly.

How could he not know?

Queenie goes to Clancy Villa every month, even during holidays.

In the past three years, he has never missed it!

He always watches her from afar, observing her every move, when she frowns uncomfortably, when she doesn't drink cold water, when she feels cold, he remembers it all clearly.

This naturally includes her period.

In the middle of the night, Benoit quietly entered the master bedroom.

Lit by the moonlight outside the window, he saw Queenie curled up, hugging his pillow, looking very insecure.

He reached out and gently stroked her forehead, tucked her in, and then returned to his room.

The next day, Manley brought the information of the high school students from the cinema.

"Benoit, those students are all third-year students, troublemakers from West District School. They have poor academic performance in school."

As he spoke, Manley pointed to the boy with dyed blonde hair. "You're not wrong. It should be this person who caused Queenie's abnormality."

"Are you sure?" Benoit looked up.

Manley nodded. "Queenie only had interactions with him among those students. This person's name is Leo Blair. Queenie was assigned to West District School for an internship after graduation, and she was in Leo's class at that time."

After a pause, Manley added, "Queenie reportedly had excellent grades when she graduated, and West District School wanted to keep her there for work as an experimental high school teacher. But for some reason, Queenie refused and instead chose to teach at a primary school."

Choosing to teach at a primary school instead of a prestigious experimental high school does seem strange.

"What about other information?"

"We are still investigating; we haven't found out yet if there were any conflicts between them at that time."

As the voice fell, Queenie snapped the door open and walked out.