Chapter 42

I stood where I was with the documents in my hand as I looked at Benson in bewilderment. "Mr. Layton, is there anything else I can do for you?" He gazed at me and asked with a grin. "Max, I heard that you bought a present for Camille?" Before I could explain, he went on and offered some comforting words. "I have to admit that I spoiled her, but when it comes to gifts, it's the thought that counts. The gift's value doesn't matter, as long as you bought it with her in mind. "Don't let her words get to you." I shook my head and explained gently, "That's not it, Mr. Layton." Yet, Benson didn't give me the chance to finish talking. Instead, he gave me a look as if he understood my situation, chuckled, and waved. "You don't have to explain to me what goes on between you two. Just make sure you get along with her and look for me if you need help with anything." I was speechless. Benson had completely misinterpreted the whole situation. The look on his face told me as much. That said,