Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 364

"Ms. Walker, please calm down. Ms. Jones hasn't even touched her phone. There's no way she could have recorded anything."

Only then did Yolanda realize she'd been tricked.

"Yvonne, you dare lie to me!" she seethed, raising her hand to strike.

However, before her hand could fall, Simon stopped her. "Ms. Walker, perhaps we should focus on the official business at hand."

At his words, Yolanda lowered her arm. She shot Yvonne one last venomous glare before striding into the police station.

"Ms. Jones..." Simon began, his expression apologetic.

Yvonne smiled at him. "Go on, I'll be leaving now."

After leaving the station, Yvonne drove back to the hospital.

Knowing she wasn't welcome, she didn't dare enter the room or even get too close. She settled on a bench at the far end of the hallway, catching snippets of information about Bennett's condition from passing medical staff.

After the morning rounds were over, two nurses pushing a medical cart walked past her.

Yvonne overheard their conversation:

"The patient in VIP suite 12 is so strange. There's no infection, but his high fever just won't break. The higher-ups are putting so much pressure on us; the hospital director and the department head are tearing their hair out."

"He's the son of the richest man in Istra. If anything happens to him in our hospital, we'll all be in deep trouble."

"The director said Mr. Thompson's fever is due to emotional distress. It's a sickness of the heart."

"I heard that too. They said he keeps calling out his ex-girlfriend's name in his sleep. His fiancée was so furious her face was practically twisted..."

The two nurses disappeared down the hall.

Yvonne stood up, looking anxiously toward the hospital room.

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