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Chapter 275. The Emotional Game

Yvonne took the file, flipping through its pages with a focused expression

listened attentively to Jeremy’s suggestions and discussed her vision for the future of Caesar Plaza.

Her eyes shone with determination, and her tone was filled with confidence and anticipation. “I want Caesar Plaza to become the most unique presence among luxury shopping centers–not just a shopping mall, but a cultural landmark”

Jeremy nodded slightly in agreement. “That’s an excellent goal. B.R. is the only store in Las Vegas, and even L.S. will have some hard–to–get clothing and bags. We cam use these exclusive resources to attract more high–end clients.”

Yvonne smiled and nodded, feeling confident about the project. The other houry brands have been cooperative as well, and the addition of some niche fashion brands will bring a lot of energy to Caesar Plaza. I believe we can create a truly unique shopping experience.”

Later in the afternoon, Yvonne decided to contact Raymond to confirm his new position. After leaving L.S., Raymond had made a few stringent demands, one of which was that he wouldn’t work for a similar company for five years to avoid any risk of leaking new product secrets. Raymond had agreed to these strict terms without hesitation, which only deepened Wonne’s respect for his professionalism. On the phone, Raymond’s voice was calm and firm as he succinctly reported on the progress of his departure. He confirmed that he would officially start his new role as general manager at Caesar Plaza in May. Yvonne had not disclosed this news to Jeremy, despite their relatively good personal relationship.

“I have confidence in you too,” Jeremy said.

After dinner, Yvonne and Jeremy exchanged a brief goodbye at the restaurant entrance. The night air was cool, so she pulled her scarf tighter around her neck as she walked to the parking lot to retrieve her car. The soft glow of the streetlights cast a gentle shadow over her figure.

She got into the driver’s seat, habitually picking up her phone to check for message Several missed calls stood out on the screen, along with a number of WeChat messages, Frowning slightly, she opened them, only to replace that they were all from Benson.

“Yvonne, where are you? Why aren’t you answering your phone?”

“I know you might still be upset, but we need to talk.

Tm really worried about you. Please get back to me

She stared at the messages quietly, recalling how insistent he had been about not wanting the divorce. But she knew she couldn’t let past emotions hold her back. She had slept poorly at the hospital the night before and didn’t have the energy to deal with his emotions today.

Moreover, she had made up her mind no matter how much Benson tried to entangle her, their marriage was over

She sighed, her eyes showing a mix of exhalation and resolve

“I can’t change my stance just because something happened to him,” she silently reminded herself With that, she quickly replied to Arthur’s message: “I’m not coming over tonight. Make sure you all get some rest

After sending the message, she put her phone back in her bag, ignoring Benson’s

texts

Back in the hospital room, the atmosphere was stifling. Benson lay on the bed, staring intently at the ceiling with Yvonne’s cold tone echoing in his mind. His mood grew increasingly restless, as if his emotions were trapped in a confined space, swelling uncontrollably

Finally, upon learning that Yvonne wasn’t coming he threw off the covers, ready to get out of bed and replace her

“Boss, calm down!” George rushed over immediately, placing a hand on Benson’s shoulder with a mix of anety and helplessness in his voice “The most important thing right now is to recover. If you damage your brain further, Yvonne will definitely

ignore you even more

His voice was urgent but carried a clear note of caution

Benson shot a sharp, angry glance at George, his eyes full of frustration and resentment. His fingers gripped the edge of the bed, knuckles turning white as he fought to suppress his impulse

George took a deep breath, trying to calm his voice further “Boss, if you want to change the outcome, you have to change how you do things. Acting on impulse will only push her further away.”

Benson remained silent for a few seconds, still gripping the bed rail tightly. The anger in his eyes seemed to subside slightly, but it hadn’t entirely disappear

He spoke in a low voice “George, are you tired of living?

George finched at Benson’s icy gaze, a shiver running down his spine. Butte

pushed on, determined

“Boss, you lost your memory for just one day, and it only affected pour memones. from before St. George’s. Don’t you replace that odd? Why was & specifically that part of your memory?”

George had already asked Benson this question in the morning, but Benson Kad

given no answer, only a cold grunt. Now, as time passed, the question ingered in his

mind, refusing to go away.

He knew that after returning from St. George’s, Yvonne’s spark had faded. She was no longer the woman filled with hope and love.

Seeing Benson remain silent, George continued, “Boss, maybe after the accident, your subconscious made a new choice. If you could choose again, would you still go to St. George’s? Or would you rather live peacefully with her, without dwelling on the past?”

As Benson listened to George’s words, his gaze softened, and he fell into deep thought. He began to recall the moments he had shared with Yvonne–fremove their misunderstandings, and their arguments. If he hadn’t been so stubbom ranti forced her to do things she didn’t want to do, perhaps everything would be different

now.

“Boss,” George continued, seeing that his words had an effect, “this is your chances So what if you’re divorced? You can remarry. If you genuinely make an effort, you can win her back.*

Benson’s brows remained furrowed. He wasn’t entirely convinced by George’s words, eyeing him with a mixture of doubt and confusion.

Sensing Benson’s hesitation, George quickly added, “Boss, I once heard Miss Wonne -your wife–say something. If I had a girlfriend, she would be very happy because fim a pure person, just like her. She doesn’t need complicated emotional games, she just wants something simple and sincere. So I have some idea of what she wants. Trust me, if you’re sincere, you can win her back.”

Benson’s expression softened slightly as if something within him was beginning to change. He remained silent for a moment before finally asking, “Are you sure?”

George nodded, his eyes filled with unwavering confidence. “I believe in you, Boss First, focus on getting better. When you’re discharged, you need to be at your best- healthy, handsome, and full of energy. That’s the only way she’ll consider you again.”

Arthur, who had been sitting on the sofa, couldn’t help but interject with a teasing

tone. “George, have you ever been in a relati

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Chapter 276: The Tangled Truth