Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 283

"I'm not discussing this with you; I'm informing you. If you don't like it, you can leave the James family."

"Dad!" Both Jerome and his wife's faces paled.

"Dad, Marcia's younger daughter is the same age as mine. Why not have her marry into the Rogers family?" Jerome's wife pressed, not giving up.

"I have other plans for Marcia's daughter. You don't need to concern yourselves with it," Mr. James Sr. replied coldly.

"Dad, I know you have favorites, but this is our child's future you're deciding. You can't do this!" Jerome's wife argued.

The atmosphere grew tense. Mrs. James Sr. and her two children watched, waiting for the drama to unfold.

Teresa grew restless and wanted to speak up, but Jeffrey stopped her.

They never had a voice in the James family. If Teresa spoke up now, she would only get yelled at and accomplish nothing.

Yvonne, on the other hand, watched the scene as if it were a play. It had nothing to do with her, after all. She calmly sipped her black tea.

However, before she could finish her tea, Mr. James Sr. called her name.

"Yvonne."

Still holding her teacup, Yvonne lazily lifted her eyes to Mr. James Sr., her gaze questioning.

"I hear Mr. Taylor is pursuing you?"

Yvonne heard this and immediately guessed what Mr. James Sr. was planning.

"Yvonne, I see I've underestimated you. If you really have what it takes to marry into the Taylor family, I can give you 5% of the James Group's shares. You should know, that's worth over a billion. I didn't even give your mother shares when she got married."

Yvonne listened and sneered with disdain.

"When my grandmother married you, she helped you build this company from scratch. Half of the James family should have been hers. If she were still alive, there's no way her daughter would have gotten married without receiving any shares. After she died, you gave her shares and property to your mistress and her bastard children. And now you're tossing me a few scraps and expecting me to be grateful? Are you serious?"

Yvonne's words made both Jerome and Teresa's faces change.

Over the years, they had harbored resentment toward Mr. James Sr., but the siblings were too mediocre to dare voice their complaints.

"Old man, if I were you, I wouldn't be wishing for me to marry up. The day I make it big, I won't be helping the James family. I'll be crushing you under my heel, so everyone knows that scum like you never gets a happy ending."