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Chapter 189 The Beginning of the Wildfire and Nightmare

Yvonne made a huge scene at the Taylor house, causing quite the commotion.

The sound of breaking glass and falling decorations echoed crisply on the floor.

The entire room was filled with her shouts and the sound of things shattering.

The picture frames on the walls hung crookedly, and the books on the floor were scattered everywhere, making the room look like it had just experienced a small storm.

Victoria heard the noise upstairs and was about to go check it out, but her husband stopped her.

“Let them handle it themselves,” he said softly, his eyes showing a hint of worry and helplessness.

Victoria frowned, clearly doubtful about this way of handling things.

But eventually, she nodded and set aside what she was doing.

Yvonne had trashed Benson’s room thoroughly, and then she went to sleep in the guest room, not caring about anything else.

The air in the room seemed to still hold her anger, with scattered fragments silently speaking of her fury and disappointment.

She lay on the guest room bed, staring at the ceiling, her mind filled with countless complex emotions.

Moonlight streamed through the curtains from outside, casting its glow on her weary face.

Her heart was still racing, her thoughts swirling in chaos.

Benson stood amidst the mess in the room, sighing deeply, his eyes filled with endless exhaustion and confusion.

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However, the peace within her was hard to maintain.

She sat on the sofa, turned on the TV trying to distract herself with what was on the screen, but her mind kept wandering back to Benson and the recent events.

The TV’s sound became a blur, and images of Benson’s face and their past flashed through her mind.

Her feelings were complicated, filled with disappointment in Benson and helplessness about herself.

Yvonne took a deep breath, trying to shake off these distracting thoughts. She stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the bustling street outside, feeling a sense of indescribable loneliness. She knew that although she appeared to have control over her life, deep down, she still couldn’t escape the entanglement with Benson.

As for Benson, he had been quite busy and hadn’t been home for days.

His work schedule was packed, as if he was avoiding something.

In the office, he handled documents faster than usual, but there was always a cloud he couldn’t shake off.

His assistant noticed his unusual behavior but didn’t dare to ask, only silently carrying out his instructions.

Two days later, Yvonne heard from Megan that Benson had sold his film

company.

When she heard this, she almost dropped her coffee cup.

“He sold his film company, now?” Yvonne was quite surprised by this.

The film industry was pretty sluggish, but Benson had a good eye, managing to run his large–investment, slow–return film company impressively.

In recent years, his company often produced hit shows. While other film companies struggled, his was making money hand over fist.

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He now held the rights to the major IP “Urban Escape,” a top–tier project. Why sell it?

Benson not only sold his company but also liquidated all his other holdings.

This news shocked not only Yvonne but also Steven.

This young master of the Taylor family was really going head–to–head with him!

Was he really gambling everything he’d worked for all these years just to leave with Olivia?

If it wasn’t for “true feelings,” why go through so much trouble?

Steven paced in his office, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

He recalled every confrontation with Benson, filled with doubt and anger.

He couldn’t understand why Benson would make such an extreme move

now.

Olivia had just returned to Goodsprings from St. George.

Her suitcase hadn’t even been opened, and she looked a bit tired.

Over the past two years, she had lived mostly in Goodsprings while Steven was the one constantly flying around.

She was surprised to see him home, but today, Steven was in a bad mood.

His face was dark, his eyes flickering with unease and anger.

“What is your relationship with Benson?” Steven’s voice was low and cold, his eyes showing suppressed anger.

“Not very close,” Olivia replied calmly and coolly, her gaze steady.

“Not close, yet he sold his company just to force me to agree to divorce. you?”

Steven’s voice rose, his eyes flashing with disbelief and rage.

Olivia was also shocked that Benson sold such a thriving company.

Her first thought was, does Yvonne know about this?

Her heart churned with complex emotions, unsure how to face this sudden news.

It made her feel a mix of emotions.

Benson’s extravagant move was for his past feelings for Yvonne, not because she was the one he was looking for, making her feel undeserving.

However, she did envy such emotions, and she couldn’t help but wonder.

What kind of love did they once have that kept Benson’s heart unchanged?

While she was happy for Yvonne, she also felt anxious.

If one day, Benson learned the truth, what would Yvonne do? She sighed worriedly, making Steven’s face even darker.

“He likes you?” Steven’s voice carried evident jealousy and dissatisfaction, his eyes icy.

Olivia didn’t answer him. “I’m tired and want to rest.”

Her voice had a tinge of fatigue and helplessness, her eyes betraying an undeniable weariness.

Steven’s face was cold and terrifying as he grabbed her arm and threw her onto the sofa, then pressed down on her.

Olivia instinctively struggled, then closed her eyes.

Over seven years, she had grown used to his treatment.

She still remembered the year a fire broke out in the mountains, spreading quickly. She inhaled smoke and passed out.

When she awoke, she saw him.

“Finally awake?” he said in a low voice, his tone cold and mocking.

Then, without hesitation, he tore off her clothes and took her. From then on, her nightmare began…