Chapter 32. A Curse and a Savior

Benson’s POV

I make my way to the exposed bar and pour myself a shot of alcohol. I sit in the red armchair in the dark office. Shadows dance around me, a dance fraught with torment with everything that has been happening in my kingdom.

I savor the bitter liquid in the glass for a few seconds, swirling the glass in my hand as I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders.

I scan the office, searching for a magical answer to my problems. A way out that helps me rid myself of Jimmy, once and for all, from my life and my kingdom.

My uncle has woven a web of lies. I began probing every dark corner of Uncle Jimmy's life, our court, my employees, and my subjects. Jimmy has become increasingly a cunning adversary, astute and without any limits to get what he wants.

I take a sip of my drink and feel it go down rough and bitter down my throat. I swivel the swivel chair to face the window view from my office. I can see the vast expanse of the garden and some