Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 134

Yvonne had come prepared, wearing comfortable sneakers. The other female stars, however, were mostly in heels. Daisy was practically teetering on stilettos, dressed in a cocktail dress as if she were walking a red carpet instead of entering a military camp. The male guests, being gentlemen, offered to carry the women’s luggage. Lennon was already carrying Daisy’s suitcase, but she still complained the entire way. Finally, she declared her feet hurt and sat down on the side of the road, refusing to move.

The group was stuck. The production team, at a loss, had a female staff member offer to swap shoes with Daisy.

Daisy looked at the staffer’s worn sneakers with disgust. “You don’t have athlete’s foot or anything, do you?”

“No, Ms. Smith, I promise they’re clean,” the young woman replied, her eyes welling up with tears from the humiliation. “I just bought them; I’ve only worn them twice.”

Daisy huffed but reluctantly took off her stilettos, preparing to put on the sneakers. Yvonne, who had a strong sense of justice, was about to intervene, but someone beat her to it.

Thomas walked over, picked up the staffer’s shoes, and politely handed them back to her. He then turned to Daisy and said coldly, “Since you find them so disgusting, you shouldn’t wear them. I don’t think she was very keen on lending them to you anyway.”

Because it was Thomas—the heir to the Taylor family—Daisy’s face flushed with shame and anger, but she didn’t dare say a word. Thomas ignored her and spoke firmly with the director. The production team, not wanting to offend him in either of his powerful roles, quickly complied.

Daisy’s parents may have been influential, but that gave her no right to insult the military.

“Oh, Daisy, your foot is bleeding!” Doris exclaimed, rushing to her side. “I brought a first-aid kit. Let me help you with that.” She quickly pulled Daisy away.

“Yvonne, you haven’t finished making your bed. Let me help,” Marina said, gently tugging on Yvonne’s sleeve as a silent plea not to cause trouble. Daisy’s father was a powerful executive; it was better not to make an enemy of her.