Chapter 90 Different Person

Benson said, "Cee, I knew you would never really leave me." Sophie's expression slightly changed, and a trace of jealousy was apparent. It was fine. As long as she could achieve her goal, she didn't mind Benson thinking of her as anyone else. She took the initiative to lower her head and kissed Benson's lips. Their lips collided, after which he yanked her into his embrace, kissing her forcefully as if trying to merge her into his body. The temperature in the room gradually rose. Sophie was pressed under him on the couch, her cheeks flushed as she unbuttoned his shirt. Just as she finished undoing the last button, Benson collapsed on her and fell into a deep sleep. She immediately frowned and softly called him, only for him not to respond at all. There was dissatisfaction dancing in her eyes as she pushed him off her and sat up. As she looked at him, drunk and passed out on the couch, her face was full of anger. She had finally found an opportunity to take advantage of his vulnera