Benyamin’s hands steadily clenched into fists, and the dark smoke releasing from him started to wither the flowers and plants nearby.

Just then, Riley and her siblings and cousins rushed out of the building and ran to the pool with excitement.

Benyamin loosened his fists and controlled his anger.

Other than Riley, everybody else jumped into the pool.

Riley was surprised to see Rebecca and Benjamin talking. She smiled at Benjamin, “Hey, Benjamin, how do you keep your hair so perfect? I don’t see your hair splitting anywhere. How do you manage that?”

“I trim once a fortnight,” he replied politely, even though Riley’s tone was slightly rude.

“Fortnight? Pfft, who even uses that word these days?” Riley approached him and tried to lift up his shirt.

Benjamin took a step back. “What are you doing?”

Rebecca nearly spilled the food she was eating.

“I want to see if you have abs or not,” Riley said. “Why don’t you join us in the pool? I’m sure you have a decent body, so show us what you got.”