Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 111

As a Spencer family employee, Jenny knew whose side she was on. Besides, having witnessed Yvonne’s combat skills, she was terrified of saying the wrong thing.

The police took Megan, Jenny, and Yvonne to the station for questioning.

As a former top student at the police academy, Yvonne knew exactly how to build an airtight case. She had the bank transfer record, the audio recording of the blackmail, and Jenny as an eyewitness. The police could even dig up old records of Megan’s abuse. The evidence was overwhelming, and Megan was immediately detained. Extorting four million was a serious felony; she was facing at least ten years in prison. The woman who had inflicted so much pain was finally going to get what she deserved.

The officer taking her statement was the same woman who had handled her kidnapping case. After hearing the full story and seeing the video on Megan’s phone, she was filled with sympathy for Yvonne.

After the statement was complete, the officer drove Yvonne home personally. “Don’t worry,” she said kindly. “We maintain strict confidentiality for victims. None of the evidence will be leaked. You’re still young, and you have a long life ahead of you. Now that you’re free from your past, the future is yours.”

“Thank you, Officer,” Yvonne replied with a sweet smile.

The nightmare that had haunted the original Yvonne was finally over.

When the police car dropped her off at the Spencer residence, Teresa and Jeffrey were already home. The sight of another police car sent a wave of anxiety through Teresa. “Yvonne, why did the police bring you home? What happened?”

“What trouble have you gotten into now?” Jeffrey immediately scolded. “Can’t you go one day without causing a scene?”

With that, she turned and walked upstairs, leaving them behind.

For the first time, Jeffrey acted like a brother. He went with the officer to the station to get the full story. He had always known Yvonne’s childhood wasn’t easy, but what he learned that day was that it had been a living hell. Abused by her adoptive mother, nearly assaulted by her adoptive father. She had jumped from a second-story window to escape, breaking both her legs, and had only been saved because a neighbor found her. And Megan had used a video of that horrific assault to extort her.

Jeffrey returned from the station consumed by guilt and self-reproach. He walked to Yvonne’s door and raised his hand to knock, but hesitated. After several moments, he let his hand fall and walked away, a shadow of regret hanging over him.

Yvonne was oblivious to his inner turmoil, and even if she had known, she wouldn’t have cared. She took a bath, dried her hair, applied her skincare, and went to bed.