Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 341

“I have a performance next weekend. Do you have time to come? I can save you a ticket,” Yolanda said softly, lingering by the car instead of leaving right away after she got out.

“Yeah,” Bennett murmured.

“See you next week, then.” Yolanda smiled and gave him a little wave.

Bennett gripped the steering wheel, started the car, and drove away.

As the car moved along the wide road, Yolanda’s figure in the rearview mirror grew smaller and smaller until it vanished completely.

The phone on the passenger seat suddenly rang. Bennett kept one hand on the wheel and picked it up with the other.

On the other end was his father Frank’s slightly heavy voice.

“The warden at Ironhold was recently replaced. Does that have anything to do with you? Bennett, what exactly are you trying to do, reaching so far?!”

Instead of answering directly, Bennett chuckled lightly. “You’re well-informed, Dad.”

Frank was a businessman, and for a businessman, being well-informed was paramount.

“Don’t get smart with me. If your grandfather and uncle found out about these little schemes of yours, they’d skin you alive,” Frank grumbled at his son, though without any real heat.

Mr. Thompson Sr. and Bennett’s uncle were both military men. The former had long since retired and was living a quiet life in the old general’s residence, while the latter was still in the service, holding a high rank.

Years in the army had forged an unyielding sense of principle in them. Mr. Thompson Sr. despised nothing more than his children or grandchildren abusing their power.

“They won’t know if you don’t tell them,” Bennett said casually, turning the steering wheel.

“You little rascal, trying to shut me up,” Frank said, his fondness for his son overriding any real anger. “Your mother is coming back this weekend. If you don’t have any duties, come home for dinner with us.”

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