Benson
Benson 118

Chapter 118 An Unexpected Move

Yvonne stared at Benson in surprise, her eyes reflecting complex emotions–some astonishment, mixed with a tr h of indifference.

She said nothing more and turned to leave. Her silhouette appeared particularly resolute in the sunlight.

As soon as she got into the car, Megan immediately sensed Yvonne’s

subtle shift in mood.

Choosing a light–hearted approach, Megan teased with a smile, “Who would’ve thought our Mr. Benson could be so needy?”

Her tone carried not only teasing but also a rare cunning, her eyes twinkling as if sharing an inside joke with a close friend.

Yvonne felt a bit helpless hearing this, but in the relaxed atmosphere Megan created, she managed to force a small smile in response.

“Indeed, it was unexpected,” Yvonne hummed, trying to lighten her mood.

The atmosphere in the car slightly eased, and Megan didn’t stop her chatter.

Instead, she continued even more lively, “Don’t you think Mr. Benson seemed different today? He’s usually so formal, but today he looked. so much more relaxed, quite youthful, really.”

Her words sounded genuinely admiring, as if she truly appreciated Benson’s new look.

Yvonne was silent for a moment, her thoughts inevitably drifting to Benson’s new image.

Indeed, today he appeared less formally stern and more casually charming–his deep–set features complemented by the perfectly

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casual attire, enhancing his youthful vibe.

Years of consistent exercise had given him a well–toned and

attractive physique, especially noticeable in the sunlight, making his sculpted form hard to ignore.

“He’s indeed handsome,” Yvonne admitted, but a hint of bitterness surfaced in her heart.

No matter how good–looking he was, his actions made him difficult. to approach.

This realization stirred a subtle wave of emotions within her.

Not wanting to delve deeper into Benson’s charm, she eagerly shifted the topic away from this “jerk.”

She redirected her focus to the work documents in her hands.

“Megan, regarding that new project, should we consider…”

The conversation’s shift back to work turned the atmosphere in the car professional and serious again. Yvonne gazed out the window, quickly dispelling the gloom in her heart, and refocused on work.

Although Benson’s shadow occasionally flitted across her mind, she reflected on her recent failures with brand partners.

Despite her abilities, the brands lacked confidence in her. While she could prove herself over time, Caesar couldn’t afford to wait.

She needed quick results.

She glanced through the potential candidates on her list, noticing al new name added at the end–Raymond!

It was obvious Benson had added this name, and Yvonne couldn’t immediately discern his intentions.

Frowning, she pondered quietly.

Upon arriving at the office, after finishing her meeting, Bella came

over.

Bella appeared nervous, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and

unease.

“There’s a popular jewelry brand ‘Eurasia Jewelry‘ in the country

looking for an endorser. Bella, I want you to y.ve it a try,” Yvonne said, her voice gentle yet firm.

Bella seemed hesitant, her hands trembling slightly.

“I’m not confident. After so many years, I have no influence left.”

Yvonne gently held Bella’s hand and said softly, “Just be yourself. It’s great if you get it, but if not, it’s okay!”

Her eyes sparkled with determination, giving Bella a sense of comfort and strength.

Yvonne personally drove her there. Bella sat in the passenger seat, silent for a long time.

Finally, gathering her courage, she asked, “How was it?”

“What?” Yvonne glanced at her.

“The kiss, how was it?” Bella’s voice carried a hint of teasing, but her eyes were filled with curiosity.

“Well,” Yvonne nodded, recalling Benson’s reaction, a slight smile forming on her lips, “like sucking on jelly…”

Her voice was soft, with a barely noticeable trace of pleasure.

She hadn’t expected herself to one day take the initiative to seduce her own husband. It seemed quite amusing in hindsight.

Though she felt a bit helpless, more than anything, there was an unspoken complexity in her feelings.

She was left with no choice, needing to help Bella secure roles and ensure Mary lost favor entirely.

If divorce was off the table, she decided to make the best of it. She made up her mind, a hint of determination in her eyes.

However, her methods of seduction were limited and required learning.

Bella had caught her watching online videos for tips and was very supportive, hoping Yvonne could win Benson’s heart and then discard

him.

Listening to her friend’s expressionless comments, Yvonne found it

odd.

She couldn’t help but laugh and asked, “Do you have many

boyfriends? Aren’t we both equally inexperienced?” Her tone was teasing and curious.

Bella shrugged and smiled, “You don’t get it. When you and Benson were together, you two were so innocent, right? These three years of marriage, he wasn’t even home. It’s normal for you to lack experience.

But I’m different. First of all, I’m an actress. You have no idea how hard I worked to chase Andrew, learning to kiss and practice flirting.

with him…”

“Anyway, these are proven effective methods. I genuinely liked Andrew back then, so go ahead and use them, dear!”

Yvonne nodded and smiled, “Alright, I’ll remember this favor.”

In the past few days, Yvonne was completely absorbed in work, neglecting her home at 6 Wutong Road.

She hadn’t returned, ignoring Benson’s calls and messages completely.

Her cold attitude left Benson feeling extremely helpless. He didn’t

want to give up but felt at a loss.

Caught up in his own work, he couldn’t replace the time to chase her

every day

Finally, on Friday evening, Benson had a chance to return to the old

house.

Entering the house, Arthur came up to him, holding a delicate wooden

box.

Though Arthur looked a bit tired, there was a glimmer of anpation in his eyes, bringing a spark of life to the otherwise somber atmosphere.

“What’s this?” Benson frowned, taking the box, feeling a mix of curiosity and confusion.

Arthur smiled, seemingly enjoying the moment of revelation.

*50 million, something Yvonne bought, and you didn’t know? Pay

more attention.”

Benson carefully opened the box. Inside, nestled in soft velvet, was a Patek Philippe watch, exquisitely designed and rare.

He vaguely remembered seeing this watch at a Phillips auction, with a starting price of 7.3 million dollars, and only one in the world. Its value and collectability were indisputable.

Benson couldn’t help but gasp softly, a mix of surprise and emotion. flashing in his eyes.

“Did she buy this watch… to surprise me?”

His words were filled with anticipation and excitement, already imagining the wonderful moment.

Hearing this, Victoria, standing nearby, couldn’t hide her disdain for Benson’s naive idea..

She rolled her eyes dramatically, her voice cold and mocking, “Dream

on.”