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Chapter 121 A Brilliant Strategy

On Saturday morning, the stillness in the air was gently broken by the occasional fragrance of flowers drifting through the window of

Benson’s study.

He sat there, his gaze drifting through the window

the meticulously

arranged garden outside, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

The strategic and unexpected turn of events made him reassess his relationship with Yvonne.

Even someone as experienced and meticulous as he was could not completely evade Yvonne’s meticulously planned gentle strike.

Yvonne never relied on pleading or flattery to get what she needed.

She always used her intelligence and decisiveness to steadily advance her plans.

This time, she had proven it once again.

That afternoon, shocking news suddenly broke out across the internet and major news headlines.

A well–informed insider claimed that Benson had quietly gotten married three years ago.

The mysterious woman often seen with him in Biscayne Bay was actually his wife.

The news immediately triggered a media storm, igniting public curiosity.

At the same time, all attention and scrutiny turned toward Mary.

Mary, who was receiving treatment in the hospital, suddenly became the center of this storm.

Reporters swarmed to the hospital, hoping to get a direct scoop from her.

“Mary, did you know Benson was already married?”

“Did you interfere in Benson’s marriage?”

“How did your relationship start?”

These sharp questions assaulted her like knives.

Chaos surrounded Mary as hospital security struggled to maintain order and disperse the frenzied reporters.

Mary, confined to her hospital bed, looked pale, her face a mix of anger and helplessness.

She knew this was Yvonne’s doing, using her own methods against her. And she was just an innocent victim in this.

Although being labeled as the other woman wasn’t the worst scandal in the entertainment industry, it still cast a heavy shadow over her image and future career.

Her previously thriving commercial value seemed to plummet. instantly.

Several film contracts were being re–evaluated, and she could almost foresee them being canceled or replaced.

The news spread rapidly, climbing to the top of social media and news sites within an hour.

This time, the company’s reaction was unusually cold. Unlike before, they didn’t swiftly suppress the negative news or send personnel to handle the PR crisis.

The once reliable Mr. Benson, who always resolved her issues promptly, remained silent, letting everything unfold.

Those around her could sense the underlying reason behind these unusual actions–without the boss’s orders, nothing seemed to

matter.

Mary’s anxiety grew, her heartbeat pounding like a drum, fingers trembling as she repeatedly dialed Benson’s number.

Each solemn beep echoed the bottomless pit she felt she was falling into.-

The unanswered calls only intensified her distress.

Her eyes tightened with worry, and her hands clenched into fists, nails digging into her palms.

As time ticked by, sweat began to form on Mary’s forehead, her anxiety spreading like wildfire, uncontrollable,

When the clock struck nine, her phone finally connected.

Mary, shocked, struggled to speak, but the voice on the other end rendered her speechless.

It was Yvonne’s cold, cutting voice, “Mary, haven’t you learned your lesson?”

Her words were sharp and authoritative, making Mary’s heart sink.

The call ended abruptly, leaving Mary staring blankly at her phone, seemingly soulless.

Her eyes reflected a mix of shock and anger, as if a storm was brewing inside her.

Meanwhile, Benson lay on his bed, his expression unusually complex.

Yvonne’s strategic handling of the call left Mary furious, showcasing his sharpness and control over the situation.

Benson’s heart filled with anger at being manipulated.

He recalled Mary mentioning Bella last night, realizing it was a carefully planned trap to make him waver.

This morning, at his weakest moment, Yvonne’s nearly irresistible allure once again broke his defenses.

Benson knew resisting her was futile. Her every move, every word was strategic, and her meticulously arranged game left him no choice but to submit.

Little Emma sat on the living room carpet, surrounded by scattered toys, playing idly with a rag doll.

Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains, painting the calm atmosphere with a warm hue.

However, Emma seemed bored today, her face showing impatience.

Suddenly, she looked up at her father, Arthur, who was reading the news carefully, and said, “Auntie never sleeps in.”

Arthur lowered his neck, smiling through his gold–rimmed glasses at his daughter.

“Everyone has lazy days sometimes, Emma,” he said, trying to make her understand the complexities of adult life.

Emma pouted, dissatisfied with the explanation, “Then can I go wake them up?”

Her voice carried a commanding tone, teetering between

dissatisfaction and curiosity.

“No,” Arthur frowned slightly, quickly holding Emma’s wrist, his tone firm.

He realized the explanation was trickier than he thought.

Unsure of how to proceed, Emma sighed and sat back down on the carpet.

Time pacted, and lunchtime arrived. Benson appeared at the dining table alone

Emma’s face darkened without Yvonne’s company.

“Where’s Auntie?” she asked again, her voice filled with clear displeasure.

“Sleeping,” Benson replied curtly, checking his phone, his brow furrowed in thought.

Hearing this, Arthur couldn’t help but joke, “A beautiful woman is a sharp sword, and this wound is deep.”

His playful tone carried a hint of mockery, his eyes flashing a touch of levity, enjoying the drama of the complex relationship.

He knew the online rumors had exploded, with whispers of Benson and Yvonne’s hidden marriage and speculation about Mary’s

involvement.

The media frenzy surged like a tidal wave, attempting to create bigger waves, but Benson remained silent, like a reef in the storm.

Mary’s end was equally stagnant, with no ripples of response.

To avoid innocent victims, the official account of “Urban Escape” had to issue an emergency statement.

They clarified that the lead role had not been finalized and that Mary was just one of many candidates.

Arthur couldn’t help but admire Yvonne’s cunning and strategic

layout. Her plan was not only brilliant but also placed Benson in the spotlight.

In this situation, whatever choice Benson made seemed far from perfect.

Whether he admitted or denied it, Yvonne held their marriage

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certificate like a Damocles sword hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment.