Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 105 “How could you let her die, Shadow?” Benjamin couldn't believe it when Shadow told him about Ashley's death.

Moreover, her death was set up by Shawn of all people? His impression over Shawn had completely changed after this. Shadow didn’t give any excuses and said, “I'm sorry, Lord. Please punish me.” Benjamin could only grind his teeth. “What about her family?” “She had a few relatives, but none close.” Currently, they were both sitting in Rye’s Pizzas as customers. The female waiter looked at Shadow and said amusedly, “Your costlooks fun. Did you make it yourself?” Shadow, however, didn’t reply to her. “He did,” Benjamin said. He was acquainted with this waiter back when he worked here.

“Oh, and that dagger at his waist... is that genuine?” “It is. Can you bring us sfries, please?” Benjamin asked, and she nodded her head and quickly left. “My lord, why do you want to join this place again? | don't get it,” Shadow asked. “If my wife wants to contact me, | have to be at a place where she can contact me. | thought this would be the best place.” “Why don’t you just give her a ring? Tell her what happened?” “I called her a thousand times,” Benjamin's mouth turned down. “She isn’t responding.” At the stime, Christopher was talking to someone at his desk.

“You want to join here as a seven star deliverer?” Christopher was somewhat surprised because nobody had ever asked to directly let them beca seven-star pizza deliverer.” What experience do you have?” The man standing before him seemed to be a little over thirty. With curly hair and hairy arms, he was neither tall nor strikingly handslike Benjamin even though they were of similar height. Moreover, with his arms folded and his back slightly bent, he looked meek and submissive, making Christopher wonder if he cfrom scountryside. “Why aren't you saying anything?” Christopher raised his voice. “Forget about being a seven star deliverer, can you at least take phone orders, make cash transactions, and have polite conversations with customers?” “I-I can learn these things quickly, sir,” the curly-haired man replied with innocence. Christopher leaked out an annoyed smile. “You have no idea what a seven-star deliverer means! They are extremely hardworking professionals with an exceptional customer service record and with the ability to prepare food if necessary. They can put their egos aside and fit anywhere in the chain, from being a cashier or a pizza maker to someone who rides at 80 miles an hour in the rain so they could reach the designated delivery area in time!” CENTER 105 “I can learn all of that pretty fast, sir,” he responded. A vein in Christopher's cheek swelled as he angrily smiled.

“Did you chere from sdistant fucking village just to fuck with my mood so early in the day?” “I just chere to get a job, sir. Why are you getting so upset? Shouldn't you be happy? | was told you're always in need of drivers who can get it to customers’ doors. And I'm confident | can do that.” “Hmph, go and show your confidence somewhere else. Now, get out of my face.” “Kyaa!” The females in the kitchen section screamed and rushed out, yelling, ‘snake! There's a snake in the kitchen!” “Snake?” Christopher frowned. “How the hell did a snake get in here?” He didn’t know what to do.

“Manager! One of the girls got bitten!” a male worker yelled. “What?” Christopher was shocked. As he took his mobile out, another worker yelled. “Kyaa! There's another snake!” Christopher's expression greatly changed. “Not one but two? Everyone, first get outside.” He rushed outside, and all the customers and workers listened to him. Well, almost all of them except three.

The curly-haired man rushed into the kitchen at the stas Benjamin and Shadow did. The female waiter from before was sitting at a corner, cowering in fear. Her ankle was bitten. Benjamin glanced at Shadow, and he went to take care of the woman first.

Benjamin closed his eyes and focused his senses to spot the snake, which just climbed up the shelves. When he reached out for the snake, it sprang at him, but he swiftly caught it by the head and squeezed its mouth shut. At the stime, the curly-haired man caught the other snake. Both were full-grown cobras. He and Benjamin briefly looked at each other as they walked out of the kitchen and dropped the snakes in one bag and shut it tight with a plastic rope.

The others waiting outside didn’t even dare to cin and see what was happening. Christopher was calling for an ambulance.

Shadow picked up the poisoned woman onto his shoulders. “I'll take her to the nearest hospital,” he told Benjamin who nodded.

“There's no need for that,” the curly-haired man said, puzzling them. “I can take care of it.” “Are you sure?” Benjamin asked. “Trust me,” he said.

Shadow was doubtful, but after Benjamin gave approval, he put the woman down on the table. She was sweating and cringing from the severe pain around the spot of the bite. The curly-haired man bent and bit at the puncture marks. Seconds passed.

“He’s sucking the venom out?” Shadow raised his brows. “He watched too many movies. That's not gonna work.” “It is working,” Benjamin remarked, startling Shadow. Shadow then focused his gaze and saw the redness around the puncture marks faded out at a steady pace. (This... How's he doing it? Is he extracting both the blood and the venom around that spot? Even my stomach would be upset if | were to consthe venom. Who is this guy?) A couple of minutes later. The woman's complexion changed by the tthe extracting was done. “She’s safe now,” the curly-haired man exhaled audibly through his nose and then wiped his mouth. “You consumed the venom and blood,” Shadow said. “Aren’t you afraid of getting poisoned?” “My body is used to taking that much venom, so it’s not a problem.” “I'm Benjamin,” Benjamin introduced himself. “Thanks for helping her.” “I just did what | could. No need to thank me,” he said. “And I'm Damian. | chere to apply for a job.” “Oh, then | can help you.” Damian was pleasantly surprised. “You work here?” “I used to, but now I'm thinking of working here again. The manager is making things a bit difficult for me, but he doesn’t have the final say when it comes to seven star deliverers. The chairman does, so I'm waiting for his reply.” “Okay, but how can you help me, though, when you haven't even got the job yet?” “When | get the job, | will be able to recommend you. Seven-star deliverers can recommend seven people per year, and their recommendations are given the highest priority, so you'll most likely get the job if | recommend you.” “That means you used to be a seven-star deliverer?” Damian's eyes lit up.

“You must be able to drive bikes pretty fast.” “I can, but once you get the job, don’t take it easy and work hard,” Benjamin said. “Otherwise, I'll be scolded first if you don’t perform.” “Don’t you worry about that,” Damian raised his hand up to the chest level, “because I'll becthe best pizza deliverer in this company.” “Haha, | like your confidence,” Benjamin lifted his hand and firmly held Damian’s hand in a strong, friendly clasp, “but I'll be the one who'll sit at the top.” Seeing his lord compete with another worker, Shadow faintly smiled.

After all, it had been a while since he had seen that competitive spirit from Benjamin.