Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 359

As Darcy spoke, the two cameras moved in closer, zooming in for a tight shot.

Then, they captured the moment Yvonne viciously kicked Darcy in the chest, swiftly snatching the belt from his hand and wrapping it around his neck, pulling it tight.

An uproar erupted around them. Even Oscar's expression changed.

But Yvonne's movements were too fast. By the time they reacted and drew their guns, Yvonne already had Darcy in a chokehold.

“I wouldn't shoot if I were you, Mr. Rogers. He's the only brother you've got. I can be a bit careless, and if I accidentally kill him, you'll regret it for the rest of your life.”

Yvonne tightened the belt again. Darcy gasped for air, his face turning a dark shade of purple.

“Yvonne, you're surrounded by my men. You can't escape. I advise you to let Darcy go right now,” Oscar said, his face cold.

“So what if I can't escape? At least I'll have Mr. Darcy Rogers to keep me company in death. It's a fair trade,” Yvonne retorted, her grip on the belt unwavering, her face showing no fear.

Just then, another man entered, dragging Sandra with him.

The calm expression on Yvonne's face finally cracked. She stared in shock at Sandra and the man holding a gun to her head.

The man was in his forties, tall, with a very ordinary face. But it was a face Yvonne would never forget, even in death.

In her past life, this was the man who had shoved her into the out-of-control car, leaving her to be consumed by flames.

Yvonne had always believed this man worked for George, but it turned out he was one of Oscar's men.

She had been captured while investigating George, and she always assumed George was the one who wanted her dead. But the person who did the deed was actually Oscar.

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