Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 122

Yvonne’s gaze turned ice-cold. She couldn’t believe a father would stoop to such vile tactics to control his own daughter.

“And if I refuse?” she challenged with a cold smile. “What can you do to me?”

“The breach of contract penalty is in the tens of millions. Are you sure you can afford that?” George shot back, a smug look on his face as if he had her cornered.

But Yvonne was completely unfazed.

“I don’t have the money. Go ahead and sue me. A father suing his own daughter—it’s the Spencer family’s reputation on the line, not mine. And don’t think I don’t know that Megan is your old flame. You’d force your own daughter to shoot porn just to get your mistress off the hook. You’re worse than an animal. Even they don’t harm their own young.”

George’s face was ashen, but he was rendered speechless.

The shouting was so loud that Teresa heard it and hurried into the room. “George, Yvonne, what are you two fighting about now?” she asked, a look of confusion and exhaustion on her face.

George’s face was grim, but he remained silent.

Yvonne glanced at him, a derisive sneer on her lips. “Go on, George. Dare to tell your wife what we were arguing about?”

“You shut your mouth!” George trembled, unable to utter another word.

Ignoring her desperate pleas, the officers forcefully escorted her from the courtroom.

Queena leaned against George’s shoulder, covering her mouth as she sobbed.

After her sentencing, Megan was scheduled for transfer from the detention center to a prison outside the city. George and Queena managed to schedule one last visit before she was moved.

Through the reinforced glass partition, Queena saw a gaunt Megan. Her eyes were sunken and dark, and streaks of gray had appeared at her temples. Megan was hysterical, banging on the glass and screaming, “I’m not going to prison! I don’t want to go! Get me out of here! Find a way to get me out!”

The demon who had once seemed so invincible in the eyes of a helpless young girl was, it turned out, just as capable of fear.