Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 327

"Not at all. Your health comes first, Mr. Thompson."

Before Bennett could finish, the others quickly waved their hands in reassurance.

Since Bennett was the host, the guests naturally followed his lead.

"Ben, you're hurt again? Is it serious?" Yolanda asked with concern.

"It's just a minor wound, nothing to worry about," Bennett replied calmly. He picked up his utensils, placed a piece of pork rib into the bowl in front of Yolanda.

The gazes of those around them subtly shifted, watching the interaction.

Yolanda smiled shyly and began to eat the rib in small, delicate bites.

Yvonne couldn't look at Bennett directly, so she stole a quick glance while reaching for a dish. Seeing his expression was normal and his complexion healthy, she figured his injury couldn't be too severe and felt a sense of relief.

Though seafood was off the menu, Bennett had Mr. Ward open a vintage bottle from his collection.

However, most of the men had driven and couldn't drink. Only the well-known producer, who had come with his director friend, could indulge.

"Such a fine wine, and none of you are drinking. More for me, I suppose," the producer joked.

"Alright, don't rub it in," the director replied.

"Won't the ladies have a little?" the producer asked politely.

"I'm a lightweight and a terrible drunk. I'd rather not make a fool of myself," Yvonne declined with a smile. The original Yvonne couldn't hold her liquor, and she had no desire to repeat that embarrassing experience.

"And Ms. Walker?" the producer asked, turning to Yolanda.

"Yolanda isn't feeling well and can't drink," Oscar answered for her.

Yolanda simply nodded in agreement.

After lunch, the group headed to the stables.

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