Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 152 Rebecca went to Ducksbelly restaurant where she had told Benjamin to bring Jane along However, to her surprise and shock, only Jane was waiting at the table, oblivious to the fact that it was Rebecca who set up the whole thing.

“Benjamin...” Rebecca’s heart played in a strange rhythm. “He’s not here?” she hid behind a waiter and dialed Benjamin. “Hello, where are you?” “I'm really sorry, Rebecca,” answered Benjamin in a low voice. “My friend's grandmother died, so | had to chere and help her.” There was nothing Rebecca could say afterward.

“What do you two needfor anyway, right? You two have fun. I'll call you later. Bye,” Benjamin said before hanging up the call.

“This guy... what a trouble he’s puttingthrough,” she took a deep breath before entering Jane's view, completely grabbing her attention.

Before Jane wondered what Rebecca was doing at the restaurant, Rebecca sat down at their table and said, “I'm the one who called you for a meeting.” Jane's tongue kept poking her inner cheek as she tried to control herself from lashing out at her ex best friend.

“Stop lying. Why would Benjamin even talk to you anymore?” Rebecca looked puzzled. “Why wouldn't he talk to me?” “Huh,” Jane blew air out of her mouth audibly. “Yeah. You are pretty as an angel, so | guess even someone like him can’t help but keep simping all over you.” Her gaze turned sharp soon. “But he’s my boyfriend now, so you better keep yourself away from him.” She slammed the table, making sheads turn toward their table.

“Whoa, whoa...” it was too much of a bizarre statement for Rebecca to get her head around it.” Mind your tongue. What do you mean he’s your boyfriend?” “It means exactly what | said,” Jane leaned forward and said with a hateful tone, “You know | don’t call someone my boyfriend unless I...” Rebecca's eyes widened. “Y-You kissed each other?” her heart started pounding hard. “I don’t believe you.” However, Jane was looking at her with one of those shit-eating grins like she had achieved something great.

“Even with the beard, | could feel his lips. They were pretty soft, tender, and juicy.” Rebecca's intestines twisted hard. Hatred flooded through her veins faster than adrenaline ever could. She swiftly leaned forth and slapped Jane.

Almost everyone in the restaurant turned their heads now.

If boiling anger could ever manifest in one’s expression, it would have looked like Rebecca at the moment.

However, Jane also felt a sense of rage she couldn’t mask. “You backstabbing bitch!” She jumped across the table and started throwing punches with both hands.

Rebecca was forced to defend herself by raising her arms and covering her face. As a result, Jane's punches couldn't reach her face. Still, she couldn’t keep blocking forever as her best friend’s punches hurt.

Jane put all of her energy into her punches. She was clearly emotional, and so she ran out of gas pretty soon.

The moment her punches slowed down, Rebecca used that opportunity to deflect Jane's punches before locking her arm around Jane’s neck and pulling her closer.

The workers there could only watch as it was two women fighting.

Rebecca used all her strength to squeeze Jane's neck. She couldn't breathe, and saliva leaked out of her mouth.

Seeing her like that, Rebecca pitied her and let go of her.

Jane gasped for air as she knelt on the table, and the moment she got her breath back, she caught Rebecca's hair and pulled her crazily. Rebecca also grabbed Jane's hair, then duked it out for a little while until female workers stepped in and pulled them away. Jane still managed to break free and ccharging at Rebecca and headbutted her. Rebecca couldn't dodge because she was held by two workers. The top of Jane's head struck her forehead hard, and she fell back and lost consciousness.

Jane still didn’t look satisfied, but the workers blocked her path. “We'll call the police if you don’t stop.” Jane grabbed her purse and left the restaurant, cursing Rebecca under her breath.

Rebecca cback to her senses without anyone’s help and felt embarrassed because everyone was watching her. More than their gazes, the fact that she ended up fighting with Jane hurt her more.

With a face full of regret, she walked out of the restaurant, forgetting her bag at her seat. So, she had to return again for the car keys. And when she did, many people were laughing as they talked about her battle with Jane.

However, they stopped talking when they saw her.

She picked her bag and left without saying a word. After getting into her Porsche, she felt it difficult to breathe.

Her heart felt heavy, and her eyes turned wet. She didn’t even remember the last tshe fought with Jane, but now, she let one moment of anger slap her best friend.

She looked at her hand with mixed feelings. Was slapping her a mistake, or was it not? She wasn’t sure.

“She said something about kissing him,” Rebecca's gaze turned sharp. “Is that true?” she wanted to ask him, but even if she were to ask Benjamin, what was the guarantee that he would tell the truth? “Jane misunderstood me.

She had every reason to lie, so | must first ask Benjamin and hear details from his own mouth before I jump to conclusions. | wanted to talk with him right away, but he said he’s at a funeral. | should talk to him tomorrow.” She then drove to Sheila's house to talk to her about the defamation case.

At Sasha's house.

Sasha was crying at her grandmother's body. Damian and Benjamin were standing on the side, with a few neighbors as company.

“She was fine last night,” Sohel, the guy who took care of her daily needs, voiced his mind,” but... she didn’t wake up this morning.” “God wanted to take her away,” a neighbor remarked. “There’s nothing we can do.” Sasha wanted to cremate her, but Sohel, Damian, and Benjamin helped bury her body in the graveyard, and Benjamin paid for her permanent 8x8 ft space in the graveyard, for which he had to pay 30,000 dollars.

“I don’t know how to thank you...” Sasha cried like a baby in front of Benjamin as touched his hands with her forehead. “I will definitely pay you the money back as fast as | can.” “We're friends, ” Benjamin patted her shoulder. “You don’t have to payanything.” His words made her cry all the more. Damian hugged her and comforted her. He whispered a’ thank you, brother’ to Benjamin. He could have paid, too, but he had his reasons, and so he appreciated what Benjamin did.

Sohel, on the other hand, left a bouquet at the grave and walked away, putting his hat back on.

Soon, Damian and Sasha also left. Benjamin was still standing there, staring at the grave. Shadow appeared behind him. “Do you wish you could raise her back to life?” “There are a lot of things I wish to do,” Benjamin sighed, “but God maderealize how much of a weakling I am even before | grew a mustache.” “My lord, you shouldn't speak like that. You're our sovereign. There's nothing under heaven you can’t do.” “Yeah.” Benjamin could only smile at that. “I wish, but I'm not brainwashed anymore.” He patted Shadow’s shoulder and walked away. “No matter how strong we get, we created beings have our limitations.”