Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 252

Thomas' schedule was packed. After wrapping up Ms. Jane’s show, he had immediately started on the next project, not even having time for the wrap party.

It was only after finishing work for the day that he heard from his agent that Ms. Jane had taken the actresses from the show to a private party, which of course included the female lead, Yvonne.

Thomas knew exactly what Ms. Jane was like. Worried that Yvonne would be taken advantage of, he had rushed to the private club, only to find that she had already left with Darcy.

After searching for an entire evening, Thomas finally found them, just as Darcy was pinning Yvonne against a car. A surge of rage washed over him, and he threw a punch without thinking.

The blow seemed to sober Darcy up. He looked at the enraged Thomas, then at Yvonne standing behind him, and roared, “You damn bitch, you were playing me, weren’t you!”

Yvonne remained silent behind Thomas.

She hadn't expected Thomas to show up, but it was a perfect opportunity to get rid of Darcy.

The Taylors and the Rogers were both top-tier families in Istra, equally powerful. Thomas had already landed a punch; the conflict couldn't escalate further.

It wouldn't do anyone any good for the sons of two powerful families to have a public falling out over a woman.

Thomas gestured to his bodyguards to release Darcy, then warned, “Stay away from my woman from now on.”

Darcy's face was dark. He shot Yvonne a venomous glare before turning and storming off.

Once Darcy was gone, Thomas' gaze fell on Yvonne. He looked her up and down, relieved to see she was unharmed.

“Ms. Jane is not a good person. Don't be fooled by her facade. From now on, don't interact with her privately outside of filming,” Thomas advised.

“Okay,” Yvonne nodded. She looked up at Thomas and thanked him sincerely. “Thank you for helping me out.”

However, Yvonne cut him off before he could finish.

“My studio just launched, and funds are tight. I can't afford the rent on one of your high-end apartments, Mr. Taylor,” she said in a half-joking tone, politely declining.

She didn’t know why Thomas had suddenly taken an interest in her, but she hoped it was just a passing whim.

Yvonne wasn't sure how long she had left in this body, but she had no plans for romance or marriage, especially not with Thomas.

Her rejection was almost expected. Thomas was only slightly disappointed, but he kept a smile on his face as he watched her disappear into the building.

Just as Yvonne got back to her apartment, she received a call from Sandra.

“I heard from someone on set that you went to a private club with Ms. Jane?” Sandra’s voice was laced with urgency.