Chapter 674 Isn't this Antonio?
Brian was taken aback, not expecting him to say that.
But in the next moment, he frowned. "Who knows if you're up to something again?"
In Brian's eyes, Benjamin was very cunning; maybe these words were just a bait he was throwing out.
Benjamin didn't say anything but directly took out his phone and started operating it in front of him.
Before long, Brian's information was already entered into the system, and he could access all the confidential files of the Harrington Group and even mobilize financial funds.
Brian looked at him in disbelief, at a loss for words.
'He actually did it! But why on earth did he do it?' A twinge of confusion overwhelmed him.
Benjamin's eyes were full of sincerity. Although he couldn't tell Brian the whole truth, he could give him everything else.
"And all my assets and properties, as long as you want them, you can have them transferred to you at any time. But don't transfer everything; I still want to leave some for your mom," Antonio said this with a surprisingly relaxed smile.
He added, "How about that? You supervise me from now on, okay? If I ever do anything to hurt your mom again, you can make me poor at any time."
Brian looked into his eyes, trying to find any sign of lying.
But after staring for a long time, he couldn't find anything wrong. So he asked, "Did you really hurt your head? How could you do something like this?"
Brian was also a boss, running a company himself.
No one knew better than him what such behavior meant!
Benjamin giving him access to the company meant that the Harrington Group would be under Brian's control in the future. No matter what happened in the company, Brian would know immediately, with no secrets at all.
Not to mention, Benjamin was transferring his assets to him.
It was really incredible!
Of course, Antonio understood Brian's doubts. He wanted to tell him why but he couldn't.
Having all his loved ones in front of him but being unable to recognize them was almost driving him to collapse.
'Brian, I'm your dad, Antonio!' Benjamin shouted inwardly.
His lips moved, but he held back and said nothing.
He couldn't say anything, neither to the kids nor to Sarah.
For them, the safest situation was to remain unknown to everything, as Harold was too insidious and cunning.
He had already oweed them too much and didn't want to bring them any more danger.
he said, "I just want to tell you, I really mean no harm."
Benjamin raised his hand and gently stroked Brian's hair, saying, "Before, I did many bad things that hurt your mom. But I promise I won't do it again, so I hope you can trust me in the future."
Hearing this, Brian looked at him suspiciously, his eyes full of scrutiny.
"Oh, Brian." Benjamin looked up seriously and said, "this is a secret between us. Don't tell your mom for now; it's for her protection, got it?"
Brian's expression was still full of wariness, but he nodded.
Even if Benjamin didn't say it, he would do the same.
Before knowing Benjamin's true intentions, he wouldn't tell Sarah anything, or it would just upset her.
Benjamin smiled with relief, "Then go out and keep your siblings company. I'll be done soon."
With that, he turned back to continue handling the fish.
Brian looked at his tall figure, feeling a bit complicated.
He had come to ask Benjamin what he was up to, but somehow ended up hearing so much and even got access to the Harrington Group.
'Why did it feel like I had taken advantage of him?' Brain thought.
Thinking of this, Brian's eyes suddenly lit up.
He was going to check out the Harrington Group's internal information right now!
Benjamin heard the footsteps behind him and turned around, only to see Brian running away. A bitter smile spread across his face, but he felt relieved.
Fortunately, the kids were all sensible and stayed with Sarah.
He just hoped everything would end soon.
He really didn't know how much longer he could hold on.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then turned back to continue cooking.
In the living room, Sarah saw Brian come out of the kitchen and open his computer, not knowing what he was busy with.
The sounds from the kitchen came intermittently, and from the sound, it was clear that Benjamin was very skilled.
Sarah found it very strange.
'How could he, who is always pampered and arrogant, actually cook? Shouldn't everything be served to him by servants?' she thought.
She was momentarily distracted but quickly snapped out of it.
'Why do I care if he could cook or not? What does it have to do with me?' she persuaded herself inwardly.
But, it wasn't entirely unrelated. After all, Benjamin was in her kitchen now, and she couldn't get rid of him!
She didn't know what he was trying to achieve with all this.
Sarah sighed, trying to avoid him to reduce her irritation, as she wouldn't be able to eat for a while anyway.
'Might as well go upstairs to check on Brady.' she thought.
She forced herself to put away her thoughts and went upstairs.
Brady was lying in bed as usual, looking in good spirits.
"Bro." Sarah walked in with a smile, pulled up a chair, and sat down, "I bought your favorite dishes. Do you want to eat?"
Brady's eyes showed a bit of helplessness but also a hint of a smile.
Sarah dipped a cotton swab in some water and moistened his lips gently. "It won't be long before you get better."
She always believed this. The fact that Brady could wake up already showed that his body was getting better.
So, his standing up and recovering was just a matter of time.
"When that time comes, we'll all go to Savoury Pavilion and have the chef make a special meal for you, okay?" She kept talking intermittently, and Brady, who couldn't speak yet, just looked at her indulgently.
He blinked occasionally, as if agreeing with her.
Before long, there were a few knocks on the door outside.
Sarah thought it was the kids and smiled at Brady, "The kids are here to keep you company too."
She turned her head, and her expression changed immediately when she saw who it was.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, seeing Benjamin in front of her.
Brady looked over and was shocked by the face. 'Isn't that Antonio?' he thought.