Chapter 152 The Return of the Rouge Princess

Benson certainly didn't clean up; he was too proud to do such menial work. By the time they finished and headed home together, it was already 4 PM. Although Yvonne was busy, she didn't neglect preparing things for the family for Thanksgiving. There were gifts and clothes. Little Emma ran into the house cheerfully, her hands full of gifts. She excitedly shouted, "Mom, look, I brought everything in for you!" Her face was filled with a genuine smile, and her eyes sparkled brightly. Benson leaned against her car, smoking a cigarette. His eyes followed little Emma's movements, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly. The sunlight filtered through the view, casting light on him, while the smoke dispersed in the light, giving a sense of rest and laziness. He took a puff, exhaled a wisp of smoke, and glanced sideways at Yvonne. Teasingly, he said, "No wonder you're the department store owner, delivering gifts by the truckload?" Yvonne gave him a calm look, her eyebrows slightly ra