Chapter 220 What Is the Intent?

From the moment Benson sold the film company and walked into the Taylor Group’s conference room, Yvonne sensed something was off. Even though the conference room was as neat and formal as ever, her intuition told her that today’s atmosphere was different. The room was elegantly decorated, with art on the walls and a finely crafted wooden conference table that exuded a sense of solemnity. The cityscape outside was blocked by tall floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving only a vague glimpse of the bustling streets and busy traffic. This environment was not unfamiliar to Yvonne, but today, she felt an inexplicable sense of unease. “Is something wrong with the company?” Yvonne asked, her voice tinged with a barely noticeable worry. Having worked in the business world for years, this keen sense had become second nature to her. Charles glanced at Yvonne, a hint of a smile in his eyes, seemingly admiring her sharpness. “There’s nothing wrong with the company, and there’s nothing wrong with