Please help him

"Sometimes, to find the light, you have to go through the deepest darkness."

— 

"Tch!" Benjamin clicked his tongue in irritation, stomping his way back to the mansion. 

When he was inside, he grabbed his things to go home. But just as he did, he felt his phone vibrate and ring. Checking who it was, his lips curved down even more. 

It was Patricia. 

[From: Miss Patricia Miller, 

Good evening, Mr. Vitt! I'm so happy to hear that! I am available any day, and I can meet Renren whenever he is free.]

"Tch," he snorted and rolled his eyes, not bothering to reply to her. He already did what he was told to do, and thus, he could do this once he rearranged his muddled thoughts. But even so, since she responded, Benjamin had to inform Zoren about it—regardless of how reluctant he was.