Chapter 555

Yvonne was tossing and turning in bed when the door to her room was pushed open from the outside.

Bennett walked in, still in his military uniform, carrying a trace of the outdoor chill and dust.

He came inside, took off his uniform jacket, and hung it on a nearby coat rack. Then, he went into the bathroom to wash his hands before walking over to Yvonne's side.

Yvonne sat up in bed and instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist. "Why are you back so late?"

"Helen called and told me you were back. My training session just ended, so I rushed over," Bennett explained, gently stroking Yvonne's hair.

"You're a day earlier than planned."

"Yeah. There was a murder in the village over there, and the production crew was affected, so we came back after only two days of shooting," Yvonne said.

Bennett nodded. A home invasion, rape, and murder case was a serious matter, and the higher-ups were taking it very seriously. Since the crime occurred on the Thompson family's turf, Bennett was naturally paying attention.

The Municipal Police Department was currently investigating and interviewing people, but because the village was being demolished, there were hardly any residents left. With no water, electricity, or even security cameras, solving the case was proving to be a challenge.

Since the show had filmed in the village, Clara and her grandmother had appeared in the first episode. Now that both of them had been murdered, it had caused a significant public outcry.

The pressure from public opinion was immense, and the pressure on the police department was even greater.

The show's investor, Mr. Ward, had intended to curry favor with the Thompson family by filming this episode. He never expected it to backfire so spectacularly. He was probably kicking himself now.

"During the last shoot, we even visited the girl's home. She and her grandmother were all they had, and they were talking so excitedly about their future. Today, they're just two bodies under white sheets. I don't know what bastard could bring themselves to harm a helpless old woman and a young girl."

Yvonne's brow was furrowed, her eyes blazing with anger.

"The investigation is confidential, so

we don't have any details yet. Bu

Mr.

You

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have to trust him.

Bennett put his arm around Yvonne's shoulder to comfort her.

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Yvonne hadn't realized the case would fall into her father's hands Bruce was a veteran detective he would surely catch the real killet and bring justice to the deceased.

Yvonne's mood was low, so Bennett stayed to comfort her.

In the dead of night, with a man and a woman alone, one thing led to

another and soon they were fangled together in bed.

Bennett had been suppressing his desires for too long and found it hard to hold back.

But when he saw her face pale with pain, biting her lip to endure it, his heart softened.

He rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling on his shirt and buttoning it up, his breathing still ragged.

"I'm going to the study to look over some files. You should get some sleep."

"I can't sleep. Stay with me." Yvonne sat up, wrapped in the blanket, and hugged his waist from behind.

Bennett turned around to see Yvonne looking cute, her thick lashes still damp with tears.

He raised his hand, his warm palm stroking her still-pale cheek, and kissed her eyes tenderly.