A Spoonful of Sugar: Don't Beg for Love

"What happened?"

The woman's voice had a familiar tinge to Benji, but he could not tell how. Benji looked up in disbelief at the woman in front of him. Perhaps she had just woken up; her almond-shaped eyes looked damp, and she seemed a little unhappy when she met Benji's gaze.

"Is this your kid? Are you the one watching the child? It's dangerous to leave him alone in the garden with so many guests outside."

"Ms. Lane?!"

Benji could no longer contain his excitement and completely ignored what she was saying. Tears welled up in his eyes as he said, "You're finally back. It's so good to see that you're still alive!"

Hestia was puzzled and pointed to her nose. She looked at the strange man in front of her, whose eyes had turned red around the rims for some reason, and repeated, "Ms. Lane? I'm not Ms. Lane. My name is Hestia, and I'm not dead!"

"Oh my gosh. Have you lost your memories? I knew it was strange that you hadn't come back for so long. It turns out you forgot about us..." Benji wiped away his tears and said seriously, "Professor Miles is in Genecity, so he'll definitely cure you."

Renfrew cast a disdainful gaze at Benji and said, "She's Hestia. She isn't Mommy."

Unexpectedly, Benji cried even harder. "Oh my goodness! Even you have started to talk now, Young Master Renfrew. Today must be my lucky day!"

Hestia and Renfrew fell silent at the same time. She looked at Renfrew and said, "Is there something wrong with your guardian's mind? No wonder you don't talk much. If I lived with him, I'd want to be autistic too."

Renfrew was speechless. He wanted to explain to Hestia that Benji was not like this normally. It was just that he did not know what had gotten into Benji, who had been acting weirdly today.

Finally breaking free from the initial shock, Benji did not think that the person in front of him who looked exactly like Hesper could be someone else. He realized that Hesper probably did not remember anything from the past, and as for her name now...

'She calls herself Hestia, right? That sounds familiar...'

"He's my daddy's assistant... My daddy is Rickard."

As Renfrew had gone too long without speaking normally, his words came out hesitantly and awkwardly. Hestia did not give him too much attention. She turned her gaze to Benji and said, "Since you're the assistant, please take good care of your master's child and make sure he doesn't run around aimlessly. That's the most basic requirement of your job."

She sounded a bit harsh, but Hestia valued efficiency above all else. She was perplexed when Renfrew came out of nowhere and grabbed her hand tightly, refusing to let her go.

Meanwhile, Benji finally recalled where he had heard the name before and was shocked. "You're Ms. Hestia Deschamps?"

"Yes, I am," Hestia replied while lifting her chin. She was dressed in a red gown that accentuated her body figure.

"If you're Mr. Duval's assistant, that means you're Benji, right?" she said. "We've texted each other before, and honestly, you left a deep impression on me in our first meeting."