Chapter 390: Does It Matter?
Adeline's lips pressed into a tight line.
"That plane we just boarded? It was just a commercial flight from Yewhaina to Daltoria," Benjamin said leisurely. "While that plane was taking off, my private jet was already in the air. I knew once you disappeared, the Mendoza family would quickly suspect me. If my private plane had taken off, they would have definitely thought you were on it."
Adeline thought to herself, "That makes sense. If it were her, she would have thought the same."
"My private jet will land in Mugroaton," Benjamin continued. "They'll probably set up a team at the Mugroaton airport, but it's a shame-they're bound to be looking in the wrong place. Oh, and here's a fun fact: even if they check all the flights, it won't matter. I've had a few things altered-our names, mine and yours, and even my. subordinates' —won't appear in the passenger records."
He prattled on and on, and Adeline was getting absolutely fed up.
She snatched the glass from his hand and
splashed the wine right in his tace.
Then, without hesitation, she hurled the glass back at him.
Benjamin's face and hair were drenched in red wine, yet he didn't get angry.
He simply took out a handkerchief, slowly wiping his face with it.
The car drove away from the airport, gradually i leaving the city behind.
The surroundings started becoming increasingly sparse.
Throughout the journey, Adeline kept her gaze fixed out the window.
She wanted to memorize the road.
That way, if she ever got the chance to escape, she wouldn't lose her way.
Her memory was sharp, so if she kept paying attention, she'd be able to get a general sense of the route.
Benjamin, like her, also stared out the window.
But their moods couldn't have been more different.
"I'm really looking forward to what comes next," Benjamin said with a delighted tone.
Adeline's lips twitched slightly.
Honestly, she was about ready to lose her mind.
But there was no use in staying irritated, so she forced herself to calm down and brace for whatever might happen next.
She had no idea how much time had passed, but the sky was starting to darken.
The car finally came to a stop in front of a house.
The house was mainly painted in pink and white.
There was a large lollipop-shaped decoration on the roof, and the outer walls were adorned with all kinds of cute little trinkets, making Adeline think of the candy house from a fairytale.
The yard was huge but empty.
"You told me you loved the candy house from fairytales," Benjamin said with a nostalgic tone, "and that you once drew a beautiful picture of the candy house you imagined. Well, look-I've built it just like the picture you drew."
He then gazed at the empty yard and added,
"You also said you wanted a huge garden where you could plant roses. Well, this yard is big enough for you to plant as many roses as you want..."
Adeline felt a sudden pang in her heart. "If Whitney were still alive, she would be really happy.".
But sadly, she was Adeline, not Whitney.
Benjamin turned to her, his eyes burning with intensity.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
Adeline could feel it-although he was looking at her, his eyes were truly seeing Whitney.
All those words had been for Whitney, not for her.
"Does it matter whether I like it?" Adeline replied coldly. "Look closely. I'm not Whitney."
At her words, Benjamin's expression stiffened.
Then, a flicker of clear pain flashed in his eyes.
But he quickly masked it with a smile.
"It's alright," he said. "Whether you're Adeline or Whitney... as long as you're with me, that's all that matters."
With that, he made a polite "please" gesture toward her.
Adeline really didn't want to go inside.
But if she didn't, Benjamin might try something physical, and she didn't want that.
Besides, there was no point in refusing now-it wouldn't change anything.
So, she walked into the yard, then into the house.
The moment she stepped inside, a pleasant fragrance filled her senses.
It seemed like lavender-relaxing and calming.
The living room was small, but filled with adorable plush toys and trinkets. Along the wall, there was a glass cabinet filled with framed photos.
Adeline didn't need to look closely to know they were all photos of Benjamin and Whitney.
"Do you like it?" Benjamin asked again.:
Adeline didn't respond.
He didn't mind, only saying, "Your room is , upstairs."
No sooner had he spoken than two maids entered the room.
One of them said, "Miss, we'll show you upstairs."
The two maids were foreigners, but they spoke the language Adeline could understand.
Adeline followed them upstairs.
At the door of a room, one of the maids opened it for her.
"Miss, this is your bedroom."
Adeline walked inside.
The room was decorated much like the living
room-soft colors, comforting, and familiar.
In fact, it resembled her bedroom in the Mendoza family a lot.
She thought, "This works. At least I won't feel too out of place."
After all, if she didn't adapt, it would be her own discomfort, and that wouldn't help her plan to escape.
"Miss, we'll be taking care of you from now on," one of the maids said. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to let us know."
Just then, Benjamin appeared in the doorway.
He stood there quietly, watching her.
Adeline asked, "Can you send him away?"
The two maids exchanged awkward glances.
They looked at Benjamin but said nothing.
Benjamin didn't get angry. In fact, he smiled.
He asked, "What would you like to eat? You haven't had anything since we left the plane."
Adeline wasn't hungry.
But she didn't want to starve either.
She replied, "Anything."
At this point, she didn't have the energy to be picky.
Benjamin turned and, with the two maids, left the room.
Adeline closed the door.
Now, she was alone.
The tension she'd been carrying finally eased, just a little.
She sat down on the sofa, leaning back against the cushions, and closed her eyes.
Adeline thought, "What is Harrison doing right now? Is he frantically searching for me?"
Adeline didn't doubt his love for her, and that only made her more worried.
She feared he might go days without rest, just searching.
She worried about her family-whether the stress would break them.
If only she could find a way to contact them.
As for the two maids, Adeline wasn't sure if they were fully loyal to Benjamin.
She might be able to test them, but it was risky.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
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