Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 353

Thomas' ride for the evening was a stretch Rolls-Royce. The interior was spacious and comfortable.

Yvonne, Thomas, and Patrick sat together, able to chat comfortably.

The car glided smoothly along the road before finally stopping in front of a high-end teahouse.

“This teahouse is one of my properties. I usually meet with investors and actors here,” Patrick explained as he led Thomas and Yvonne inside.

They entered a private room at the far end of the ground floor.

The room wasn't overly large, perhaps a little over two hundred square feet, but it was meticulously decorated with an antique charm. A zither rested on a stand, priceless ancient scrolls hung on the walls, and a wisp of fragrant white smoke curled up from a bronze incense burner, filling the air with a subtle, pleasant aroma.

Patrick invited Thomas and Yvonne to sit, while their bodyguards stood in two rows, waiting outside the door.

“It must be inconvenient for you big stars to go anywhere, having to bring so many bodyguards,” Patrick remarked with a laugh. Then he asked a waiter to bring tea.

Patrick seemed to be an expert at preparing tea. He picked up the teapot and slowly poured water into the cups, the aroma of tea filling the air.

Thomas lifted his teacup, took a small sip, and nodded. “Excellent tea.”

“It's rare to receive such praise from Mr. Taylor,” Patrick said with a hearty laugh as he poured tea for Yvonne.

Yvonne raised the cup to her nose, inhaled the scent as if she were drinking it, and then set it down.

Afterwards, Patrick took out the script, and the three of them began to discuss it, their conversation flowing easily.

During their discussion, Thomas' phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and stood up. “That's my agent. I probably need to handle something. Please excuse me for a moment.”

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