Chapter 611: A Slap in the Face

However, her face turned pale as she shook her head, beads of sweat forming on her forehead as she bit her lip. In extreme agony, she held her head in her hands, continuously patting it and exclaimed, "I can't remember! It hurts so much! Where did I put it... Where did I put it?" Seeing her distress, Benson suddenly felt worthless. With complicated emotions in his eyes, he took a step forward, grabbing Cheyenne's flailing hands, preventing her from further "self-harm." In a clear and gentle voice, as soft as wind chimes by the seaside, he whispered in her ear, "It's okay, Cheyenne. I shouldn't have pressured you to remember. It's fine if you can't recall." "I've already sent someone to investigate old Mr. Edwards' whereabouts. I believe we will have an answer soon, so don't worry." Cheyenne obediently lowered her hand, nodding. "Mm-hmm." "I'm sorry, Benson. I couldn't remember. He is my grandfather, and you had to help me search for him. Thank you." Upon hearing this, Benson fo