Looking at the time, Valerie Howard gathered the courage to interrupt Benjamin Johnson's words, "Olivia, we must leave now. Valerie will finish her broadcast soon. It's cold, and the roasted sweet potatoes will soon get cold."
Olivia Jenkins, sharpness dancing in her almond-shaped eyes, glanced at Valerie and quickly caught on, and agreed, "Yes, we should be going. Benjamin Johnson, let's catch up some other time."
At her words, the sparkle in Benjamin Johnson's eyes dimmed like a fading firework, "Okay, be careful on your way."
As Olivia walked away, Benjamin stood there in a daze, his deep-set eyes gazing at Olivia's fading figure in the distance.
Such a shame, she is Daniel Marshall's woman!
Why won't happiness ever choose him?
Why is it always Daniel Marshall who becomes the lucky one?
There was an aching, sour twist in Benjamin Johnson's heart. He made a mocking chuckle at his predicament.
Undeniably, he envied Daniel's luck.
When would he have such luck?
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