#Chapter 338 Prank Calls, Macarons, and a Hummer

The fire company arrived moments after I did and put out the fire before the Mercedes exploded.

But the car Alex gave me for my graduation was destroyed.

I held back my tears as a group of reporters demanded I make a statement and ran back toward the store to call Benson for a ride home.

Joe arrived quickly in the limousine. I was surprised to see Benson riding in the passenger seat.

“Are you alright, Miss?” he asked as he rushed out of the limo and chased away the reporters with a stern look and a wave of his hand.

I nodded in answer and lost the fight with my tears.

Benson helped me into the backseat of the limousine with the shopping bags I had forgotten I was holding.

“I arranged to have your car towed back to the estate,” he told me. “I’m sure Mr. Klein will want someone to go over it for evidence.”

“Evidence of what?” a reporter asked behind him.

“Arson is a crime, and eavesdropping is extremely rude,” Benson informed the reporter before climbing into the car next to me and clos