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Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 270

As she spoke, her gaze instinctively flickered toward Yvonne.

Bennett glanced at Yvonne beside him, then chuckled. "Don't let your imagination run wild."

He then lifted his wrist to check his watch. "What time does the concert start? Shall I go with you?"

"Of course," Yolanda agreed with a smile. She had come knowing he was on leave today, hoping to ask him to the concert.

Yvonne stood to the side, watching them chat and laugh, feeling completely out of place.

Yvonne couldn't help but smile bitterly to herself. Why do I always get confused, unable to separate the past from the present?

The Ben of this life no longer belonged to her.

"Young Master, Ms. Jones, breakfast is ready," Helen called from the dining room.

"Helen, I'm heading out and won't be back for meals today," Bennett informed her. Then he turned to Yvonne and said coolly, "Go eat."

With that, he and Yolanda left together.

Bennett accompanied Yolanda into the elevator.

As the elevator descended slowly, the silence in the small space felt suffocating.

Yolanda's hand, hanging by her side, clenched unconsciously. She forced a calm, warm smile and spoke as if making a casual observation. "I was so surprised to see Ms. Jones just now. You've never brought a girl back to your apartment before."

"She was injured while saving me. Even though she's been discharged, she still needs to recover. Helen isn't too busy looking after Bullet, so she can take care of her as well."

Bennett explained calmly.

The family had called the police, but after they took Dave away, he was released shortly after.

After all, he was legally Queena's father, and his request for support wasn't technically illegal. The police generally don't jail people over family disputes.

Oscar, furious, hired some men to beat Dave up and warn him to stay away from the family and Queena.

But immediately after, Dave started a livestream online, tearfully accusing Queena and Oscar of abandonment, and of hiring thugs to beat and intimidate him.

In the broadcast, Dave held up a hospital medical report and showed a video of the assault, crying his eyes out.

"Queena, the young mistress of the Rogers family, is my biological daughter! She's living in luxury now, dripping with gold and jewels, but she won't even spare a thought for her old father. I went to ask them for a little support, and they not only shut the door in my face but also had me beaten! At my age, they nearly killed me."

"They even threatened that if I ever try to see them again, they'll have me killed."

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