Let Me Go, Mr. Howard Chapter 263

The thought that all her contact with Benjamin might stem from false praise made Scarlett feel a strange sense of absurdity rising in her heart.

As if everything around her was a ridiculous stage play.

She had been Sebastian's protected puppet for too long—this wasn't the life she wanted.

If Benjamin's side represented a variable, then actively entering the game might yield some good results.

Thinking this way, she couldn't help but lower her head and smile. "It's not anything difficult. I just want to leave here for a while, to clear my head."

"What?"

Benjamin was startled by her bold statement.

His voice was too loud, which also caught Kevin's attention. Kevin, in the study, heard the commotion, opened the door, and came out. Seeing Benjamin standing at the doorway with a phone, when he noticed him coming out, the surprise on his face instantly changed tone, becoming awkward and embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Whose call is it?"

Kevin's gaze fell on the phone Benjamin held to his ear, his curiosity undisguised.

"It's Ms. Seymour," Benjamin answered honestly. He briefly pressed his lips together, then covered the phone's mouthpiece in a futile gesture, sighing as he spoke. "She wants to leave that villa."

"What?"

Kevin's reaction to this statement was almost identical to Benjamin's.

Seeing his reaction, Benjamin was completely relieved. "Kevin, it seems we think alike. If Ms. Seymour leaves that villa, she might very well..."

However, Kevin interrupted him at this moment. "No, I actually think Ms. Seymour's decision is really..." He paused, the corners of his mouth curving upward. "Wonderful."

"What?" Benjamin looked up in confusion.

"Think about it, Benjamin." Kevin smiled and reached out to take the phone from Benjamin's hand, his tone calm. "If Mr. Howard can never locate those guys, how long would Ms. Seymour need to stay in that villa?"

This question wasn't unfamiliar to Benjamin.

He was stunned for a moment, his memory instantly flashing back to his childhood.

...

From his earliest memories, young Benjamin had lived in the family estate. The estate was so large that even riding a horse for a day and night wouldn't be enough to explore the entire grounds.

Even when he left the estate in his teens, there were still areas on that land he had never set foot in.

However, living in such a vast territory, Benjamin still found life boring.

From age five, he would ride his little pony around the estate. Initially, he felt like a knight, but after just a few months, he was crying and making a fuss about wanting to go out.

The reason was simply that he watched the servants who went out to shop could leave the estate in carriages, while he wasn't even allowed to approach the estate's main gate, let alone leave.

In fact, during the first decade or so of his life, Benjamin spent most of his time indoors with tutors.

"Oh, Benjamin, outside the estate are all swamps and mud pits. You know, that's how Bunny Phoebe was taken away by the big bad wolf."

In childhood, his mother's lies were a fairy tale.

As time passed, teenage Benjamin no longer believed in fairy tales. He heard more and saw more.

Benjamin clearly knew how wonderful the outside world was. All the people who came to visit the estate had smiles on their faces, nothing like the worried expressions his mother and father described.

"Benjamin, it's dangerous outside. Going out could very well cost you your life."

At this point, Benjamin's parents changed their story.

They looked serious and told Benjamin a story.

The protagonist of the story sacrificed his own family to fulfill an oral agreement in order to protect a good friend's legacy.

Teenage Benjamin found it absolutely absurd.

In the boy's heart, nothing was more important than his own freedom.

So after some simple planning, the teenager decided to run away from home, to leave this estate that confined his freedom and seek his own liberty.

...

"No, even staying a lifetime would be worth it." Benjamin's tone was firm as he reached toward Kevin. "Ms. Seymour shouldn't leave there, just like I initially..."

But before he could finish speaking, he heard Kevin's voice.

"Ms. Seymour, I'm very pleased to receive your call. I've also heard from Benjamin about your request."

Not knowing what Scarlett said on the other end, Kevin's expression was visibly happy. "Alright, Ms. Seymour, I'll accomplish this task as soon as possible."

"Wait!"

Benjamin immediately realized his friend had agreed to something and rushed forward to grab the phone, but Kevin didn't resist, just smiled and handed the phone to Benjamin.

"Ms. Seymour..."

Benjamin took the phone, but just as he began to speak, he realized something was wrong—the call had already been hung up. Even if he wanted to say something, it was too late.

"How could you let Ms. Seymour leave there?" Benjamin was so angry he didn't know what to say for a moment, gripping the phone tightly, his tone urgent. "Don't you know they've started becoming active again recently?"

Compared to Benjamin's urgency, Kevin appeared much calmer.

He shrugged slightly and slowly walked toward the living room sofa, casually picking up a grape and putting it in his mouth. "Come on, whether we can even get her out is uncertain."

This did make Benjamin relax somewhat, but soon this relaxation was interrupted by Kevin's next statement.

"Now, let me think about how to get her out of that villa." Kevin sat on the sofa, lightly tapping his chin with his finger, thinking very seriously.

Hearing this, Benjamin was instantly shocked and quickly walked toward Kevin, his voice somewhat distorted from shock. "You're really planning to bring her out?"

Kevin was holding a grape, about to put it in his mouth, when he suddenly heard this. He looked up at Benjamin, his tone carrying laughter. "I've already promised Ms. Seymour. Breaking one's word isn't a good thing."

As his longtime friend, Benjamin naturally knew how much Kevin valued keeping promises. He sighed softly and sat down on the sofa beside him.

Both were silent for a while, then Benjamin's voice broke the calm.

"I don't think you can possibly do that." He seemed to have thought through some things, and as he got excited, he turned to face Kevin.

"Mr. Howard and his people protect Ms. Seymour very thoroughly. You know, there are not only his people there, but also Mr. Russo and several other independently hired security personnel."

"Your attempt to take her from such an airtight place is completely impossible."

Benjamin's advice carried absolute rationality, but it still didn't make Kevin realize what a difficult task he had taken on.

Kevin remained cheerful, and even when he saw Benjamin's smug smile, he raised an eyebrow slightly. "You don't need to worry about this. In any case, I'll definitely accomplish it."