Chapter 62 The Flame of Desire

Benson would never give her the precious brooch, yet today he apologized for it. Yvonne was filled with confusion, her eyes showing a hint of bewilderment and surprise, as if questioning his sudden change of attitude. The cold touch of the kitchen island contrasted sharply with the turmoil in her heart. She tried to find answers in Benson's eyes, but his expression remained inscrutable. The apology lingered in the air, making it hard to decipher his true intentions. She gently stepped back, leaning against the kitchen island. Due to their height difference, she had to tilt her head slightly to look up at him. Benson's appearance and demeanor were indeed outstanding. Mr. Donald had once praised him as an undisputed gentleman of high society, and that description was fitting. The Taylor family was the richest in Las Vegas. His father, Charles Taylor, was a renowned industrialist, known for his low-profile approach, while his mother, Victoria, was famous for her excellent parenting.