Chapter 350: Trapped Again

“Sir, things aren't looking good...” George frowned deeply, instinctively pressing harder on the accelerator. “Slow down. Don't draw attention,” Benson calmly instructed, his eyes sharp, though a sense of unease tugged at him. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed ahead. Several cars had been forcibly stopped. The chaos seemed to shift in an instant, with the rioters now directing their weapons straight at Benson’s car. George’s face turned pale, his voice low and tense. “Mr. Benson, I think they’ve planned this all along. They lured you to Mesquite, and now they’re trying to take you out.” Benson’s face darkened, his hands clenching into fists. The trap had been set meticulously, precise down to his travel plans, even selecting this road to ambush him. “It seems someone wants to eliminate the heir to the Taylor Group,” Benson said coldly, his voice carrying a chilling, unmistakable warning. Arthur lacked the capability to hold things together if something happened to him, and the grou