Chapter 214 The Car Accident and Mary’s Connection

Benson leaned back on the sofa, his hands resting lightly on his knees, his eyes fixed intently on George in front of him. His expression revealed deep contemplation and a hint of unease. George was the person Benson trusted most, a trust that stemmed not just from their superior-subordinate relationship but also from the deep friendship they had built over the years. Though their relationship had primarily revolved around work recently, Benson knew that George never hid anything from him. Standing in front of Benson, George had his hands in his pockets, his expression serious. His face showed a thoughtful depth, as if he were trying to solve a complex puzzle. "Could something have gone wrong?" George's tone held a hint of uncertainty as he furrowed his brow, looking particularly earnest. "I’ll check again." "I think maybe the mistake was mine," Benson's voice was somewhat subdued as his gaze softened, as if he were reflecting on himself. "Maybe when I stopped being fixated on