Bennett's car had a smooth drive all the way to the estate, where he pulled into a designated parking spot.
When the estate manager and staff saw Bennett arrive, they immediately came forward to greet him respectfully.
"Young Master."
"Yes," Bennett acknowledged quietly, leading Yvonne into the estate.
"What do you feel like doing?" Bennett asked.
"I want to play golf." Yvonne was dressed in athletic wear today, with her hair in a high ponytail. She looked youthful and vibrant in the sun, just like a college student on her first day on campus.
Being with her, Bennett often felt like he was robbing the cradle.
Yvonne was skilled at horseback riding, swimming, and shooting—all things Bennett had taught her.
Her golf game wasn't bad either, but it was her weakest sport compared to the others. And the less skilled she was at something, the more she wanted to challenge herself.
"Alright," Bennett smiled warmly, leading her toward the golf course.
The estate manager followed closely behind them. Seeing them head for the course, he hesitated before saying, "Mr. Bennett Thompson, Mr. Taylor brought some friends over today. They're on the golf course right now."
Bennett frowned instinctively upon hearing this. He had brought Yvonne to the estate to relax, and of course, they would run into Thomas. Did the award-winning actor have nothing better to do?
"I see. Understood."
With one hand held by Bennett, Yvonne idly kicked at pebbles on the path with her sneaker. "It's fine," she said casually. "It's no fun with just the two of us anyway. The more, the merrier."
Bennett: "You enjoy Thomas's company that much?"
Yvonne: "What answer are you looking for?"
If she said yes, he'd probably have a fit.

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