Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 992 You Should Have Identified the Body

"I have already fully recovered," Janie said, "How would I look if I continued staying at your place?"

"Why does it matter?" Benjamin frowned and asked.

"Of course it matters," Janie replied, "Today, the woman you saved asked me who I am to you, and I couldn't come up with an answer. Benjamin, who am I to you? Why am I living with you?"

Benjamin was at a loss for words.

Indeed, what kind of person was Janie to him?

His girlfriend?

Family?

Whichever it was, he had never defined their relationship.

"So Mr. Benjamin," Janie continued, "Now that I have recovered, there's no reason for me to continue living with you. Whatever it is, I do not wish to be the subject of ill gossip. Nonetheless, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

"Janie," Benjamin felt a lump in his throat, not wanting to explain himself. Still, he said, "That woman today, Ysabel. It's not what you think."

"You misunderstand me," Janie said, "I am not assuming anything. Whatever happens between you and her, or any other woman for that matter, it's your business. I'm not anyone to you, nor do I have the right to make any assumptions."

Benjamin remained silent.

"I'm sorry," Janie said, "I just came back and I need to clean my apartment. I'm going to hang up. Goodbye."

Beep beep. She ended the call.

Bang! Benjamin threw his phone on the coffee table.

He threw himself into his bed, stretching his limbs wearily.

However, he felt a pain on the back of his head.

The impact wasn't severe and he had been given anesthesia as well as some stitches.

But now that the anesthesia had worn off, the wound was throbbing with pain.

"Damn it!" He exclaimed as he thought of that crazy woman, Ysabel. It was really infuriating.

And at this moment, Jonathan called again.

Benjamin saw his name and threw the phone on the sofa.

However, Jonathan was persistent and called three times in a row.

On the third call, Benjamin impatiently answered.

Immediately, Jonathan's voice came from the other end, "Mr. Benjamin, you saved my daughter?"

"Originally, you should be identifying her body right now," Benjamin said coldly.

"I can only blame my own carelessness. I have troubled you, Mr. Benjamin," Jonathan said.

"I'll allow it this one time only," Benjamin's face turned gloomy, "Don't let her come to the Adelmar Group again!"

"I will keep that in mind, but Mr. Benjamin, when will you let go of the Hemmings Group? Or what conditions do you have?" Jonathan asked tentatively.

Benjamin remained silent. When was he supposed to let go of the Hemmings Group? He had to admit, he didn't think about that at all.

"Mr. Benjamin," Jonathan asked cautiously, "Should I have my daughter..."

Before he could finish, Benjamin shouted angrily, "Get lost!"

Frightened, Jonathan hurriedly hung up the phone.

With Janie not in the villa, Benjamin suddenly felt a sense of desolation around him.

The wound on the back of his head throbbed, adding to his annoyance.

Yvonne knocked on his door to call him downstairs for lunch, but he refused.

He then closed the door and fell asleep with a heavy heart.

Emmeline had been busy with Nightfall the whole day and didn't see Janie come over.

She remembered that Janie said she would come again today.

Did she exhaust herself yesterday?

Emmeline was worried, so she called her.

Janie quickly answered the phone with a crisp voice, "Emma?"

"Janie, are you okay?" Emmeline asked.

"I'm fine," Janie replied with a faint smile, "I'm just cleaning up."

"Cleaning up?" Emmeline frowned, "Doesn't Glenbrook have cleaners?"

After a brief pause, Janie replied, "I'm not at Glenbrook."

"Then..." Emmeline quickly thought of a possibility and asked, "Did you go back to your own apartment?"

"Yes," Janie said, "I haven't been back for a long time, so it's all dusty."

"Why did you suddenly leave Glenbrook?" Emmeline questioned, "Weren't you living there just fine?"

"Well, what's the point of me living there?" Janie said, "It made such bad optics. Besides, I've already recovered."

Emmeline thought for a moment, and realized Janie had a point.

When Janie hadn't fully recovered, it made sense for her to temporarily stay there as a friend and receive care.

But now that she had recovered, it was indeed awkward for her to continue to stay there without any clear identity.

"I'll send a cleaner to help you clean up," Emmeline said, "How can you manage alone?"