Chapter 101 A Helpless Morning

The early morning sunlight gently seeped through the sheer curtains, casting dappled shadows on the soft carpet. The sky still held the faint blue of dawn, a tranquility that didn’t last long. A sudden, urgent doorbell shattered the morning's calm. Yvonne frowned, feeling the first hint of annoyance of the day. She turned over in bed, trying to block out the disturbance and sink back into her delightful dream. The room was fragrant, the lingering scent of the lavender essential oil she used the night before, warm and soothing. This was supposed to be a lazy morning, but the doorbell, like a persistent visitor, continued relentlessly, refusing to leave. Meanwhile, Benson was already sitting up in bed, his expression grim, clearly displeased by the early morning interruption. He donned a loose gray robe and walked heavily towards the hall. At the door, Megan’s figure appeared anxious. "Miss Yvonne, I have good news..." Megan began, but quickly noticed Benson’s displeasure, her tone