The More The Merrier Chapter 697

Chapter 697 Benjamin Picked Her Up

“Let Grandaunt know too, okay? I’ll be heading down now.” Arissa glanced into the ward one last time and left

quietly, afraid that the children would follow her.



“All right, Mrs. Graham!” Edwin snickered discreetly as he watched her leave. Lunch appointment? Mr. Graham

never attends any of these!

When it came to business-related social events, it was usually Ethen who went on his boss’ behalf.

After arriving downstairs, Arissa figured she should give Darius a call to let him know where she was headed.

The phone rang shortly before the line was picked up.

“Issa!”

The elderly man’s voice came through.

“Hello, Old Mr. Graham. I just got a call from Benjamin. He wants me to attend a lunch appointment with him, so

you don’t have to come to the hospital since I won’t be around. Well, if you do come, Gavin and the other kids will

still be here,” the woman explained apologetically.

“I’m already on my way,” Darius replied. “What lunch appointment is it?”

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“He didn’t say.” Arissa glanced over to the entrance.

The elderly man let out a huff. “What kind of lunch appointment could he possibly have anyway? He probably said

that because he knows I’m planning to see you.”

Amused by his grumbling, Arissa tried to console him while wearing a smile on her face.

“It’s just a coincidence, Old Mr. Graham. Benjamin wouldn’t do such a thing to you on purpose!”

“Hmph! So, you’re finally taking his side?” Darius teased her.

Her face reddened. “I’m just stating the truth, Old Mr. Graham. He’s your son; wouldn’t you understand him better

than I do?”

Hearing that, he burst into laughter. “You sure have a way with words. All right, then. Go have lunch with him. If

you’re meeting someone else, you don’t have to bother talking to them. Just focus on eating!”

Arissa grinned. “Got it, Old Mr. Graham!”

After a few more exchanges, she hung up and was about to dial Bradley’s number.

However, Benjamin’s car appeared at that very moment, stopping right in front of her.



The window rolled down.

“Hop in,” he called out to her.

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Arissa hurriedly opened the door to the front passenger seat and sat down.

“Who are we having lunch with?”

Benjamin shot her a glance. “A friend.”

That took her by surprise. She had thought they would be meeting a business partner.

“You’re bringing me along to have lunch with a friend?” she asked, eyeing him.

Benjamin’s expression remained cool. “He wants to see you.”

Then, he leaned over to help her put on her seatbelt.

Upon catching a whiff of his familiar scent, she felt her heart race uncontrollably.

Benjamin’s gaze darkened when he noticed her flushed cheeks.

He then leaned closer to her.

“Why is your face so red?” he asked in a deep, alluring voice.

Arissa immediately panicked and pushed him away. “Aren’t we going to meet your friend? If we’re not, I’m getting

off. Old Mr. Graham’s making his way over with some good food!”

The man’s eyes narrowed. “My dad came looking for you again?”

She glanced at him in return.

“What do you mean ‘again’? He was so worried about me not feeling well that he told William to make me some

food.”

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Benjamin studied her before letting out a scoff. “He won you over just with some food?”

Arissa’s mouth twitched lightly. “I didn’t say anything like that. Anyway, what’s going on between you and your

dad?”

The man merely leaned back into his own seat and drove away from the hospital.

Seeing him remain silent with a poker face, she pursed her lips and suppressed her curiosity.

She then tried to call Bradley again, but all she heard in response was the operator’s robotic voice.

Why isn’t he picking up?



While pondering, Arissa bit her lip subconsciously, only to aggravate her prior wound by accident.

Benjamin looked over as she hissed in pain.

“You bit the spot?”

“Mhm…”

Tears threatened to spill from the woman’s eyes. It hurts so bad.

“There’s some medicine in the car. Use it.”

Raising his chin, Benjamin signaled toward the glove compartment.

“I have some ointment in my purse. Mr. Bailey gave it to me.”

“Use it then. Do you have antiseptic? If you don’t, there’s a bottle inside there along with some cotton buds,” the

man stated while focusing on the road.