Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 355

“Don't understand plain English? Fine, I'll teach you.” A smirk played on Bennett's lips as he shot another look at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard walked to the bed, hauled Patrick off it, threw him to the floor, and without a word, began to beat him with his fists and feet.

Patrick was powerless to fight back, curling up and crying out in pain as the blows rained down.

“Help, help! You can't just beat people up! Is there no law in this city? Mr. Taylor, Thomas, help me!”

Seeing this, Thomas stood frozen in place, his brow deeply furrowed.

Patrick was indeed his friend, but Thomas knew his cousin Bennett. He never acted without certainty.

Patrick was beaten until his face was bruised and swollen and his body was convulsing before the bodyguard finally pulled him up from the floor.

“Where is Yvonne?” Bennett asked, lighting a cigarette and looking at him.

“I... I don't know,” Patrick stammered, still shaking his head in feigned confusion. “After Thomas left to take the call, Ms. Jones and I were discussing the script in the room. As we were talking, I suddenly felt dizzy, and then I blacked out.”

After hearing his story, Bennett flicked the ash from his cigarette with a long finger. “Stubborn, aren't we?”

“After the gala, you brought Yvonne here. This teahouse is in your name. You lit the incense in the private room. You're involved in every step of Yvonne's disappearance, and you have the nerve to tell me you don't know anything? Do you take me for a fool?”

“Still so tight-lipped. I guess we didn't hit you hard enough.” Bennett gave the bodyguard another signal.

The bodyguard nodded and shoved Patrick back onto the bed. This time, instead of using his fists, he picked up a fruit knife from a tray on the table.

In one swift motion, he plunged it straight into Patrick's shoulder blade.

“Ah!” Patrick let out a pained scream, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at the knife sticking out of his shoulder.

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