Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 256

“Who gave you permission to enter my study! Get out!” Oscar instinctively shoved the photo of Flora and the ultrasound scan back into the drawer and roared at Queena.

Queena flinched, her body trembling uncontrollably. The soup tureen in her hands slipped, crashing to the floor. Hot soup splashed onto her calves, and she cried out in pain.

“Ah!”

The sound brought the maids from downstairs running. Seeing the mess, they quickly and efficiently cleaned it up, not wanting to draw Oscar’s wrath.

Only after the floor was spotless did Oscar emerge from the study.

He walked up to Queena and squinted at her, his expression unreadable.

“I've invited some friends to the beach this weekend. Do you want to go?”

He phrased it like a question, but Queena knew she had no say in the matter. She could only nod frantically.

“Good girl. Then I'll take you out to get some fresh air,” Oscar said, gently patting Queena’s head. But there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.

…

After Ms. Jane's show wrapped, Yvonne seamlessly transitioned to a major outdoor reality TV show. With her current popularity, there was no shortage of work.

Yvonne flew to Evon for a week of filming before returning to Istra.

The moment the plane landed, Yvonne switched on her phone and received a call from Thomas.

“Back in Istra?” Thomas asked.

“Yeah, just got off the plane,” Yvonne replied, waiting for her luggage at the baggage claim.

When she came downstairs with her suitcase, Thomas' car was already waiting.

Seeing Yvonne emerge from the building, Thomas gallantly took her suitcase and placed it in the trunk.

Yvonne settled into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt, and they drove off towards the coast.

The atmosphere during the drive was pleasant.

The radio played in the background as Yvonne and Thomas chatted occasionally about industry news, scripts, and even a bit about current events.

As a son of the Taylor family, Thomas was well-educated and worldly, while Yvonne was well-read enough to hold a conversation on almost any topic, so they got along quite well.

When Thomas pulled up to the coast, two other cars were already parked there: a white Ferrari and a black Mercedes G-Wagen.