[PIERSON CORPORATION]
Benjamin sat restlessly in his seat, sighing for the umpteenth time. His eyes flicked constantly to his phone, and he clicked his tongue in irritation.
Even when he managed to distract himself, the silent standoff between him and Mint gnawed at him.
"She still hasn't reached out, even though she's getting discharged today," he muttered, clicking his tongue again. Then again, he had blocked her number. Though he occasionally unblocked her throughout the day, she still hadn't tried to contact him.
"Not even an apology," he grumbled. "Does she seriously think I don't even deserve a half-hearted sorry?"
His frown deepened.
Benjamin was still angry with his cousin, of course. But even though he often blew up, his anger usually burned out just as fast.
He clicked his tongue once more and shook his head, reaching for his phone. Just then, he noticed the CEO's office door open from the inside.
Benjamin stood up quickly, spotting Finn walking out.
