Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 413

Teresa was trembling with rage but was at a loss for words.

Steven emerged from the dining room just in time to see Yvonne send Jeffrey flying with a kick.

The move was so clean and sharp, more impressive than anything in an action movie.

For a moment, Steven just stood there, stunned.

Yvonne shot him a glance, her eyes full of pride and disdain. Then, without another thought for him, she turned and walked out.

With Teresa's help, Jeffrey finally managed to get back on his feet.

“Jeffrey, are you alright? Are you badly hurt? Should we go to the hospital? That little monster, Yvonne, attacking her own brother so viciously.”

Teresa cursed in anger.

“I'm fine, it's just some scrapes. Yvonne knows what she's doing; she didn't hit anywhere vital,” Jeffrey said, defending Yvonne.

Only then did he look up at Steven.

“Mr. Hughes, my sincerest apologies. As you can see, my sister has a very... spirited temperament. She certainly wouldn't make a suitable Mrs. Hughes. I think we should forget about the alliance.”

“You're too kind, Mr. Spencer. On the contrary, I find your sister quite... interesting,” Steven said with a half-smile.

Jeffrey was taken aback, unable to decipher Steven's meaning.

“Mrs. James, thank you for having me, but I must be going. I still have that meeting. I'll pay another visit soon,” Steven said, taking his leave.

Teresa obsequiously saw him to the door.

…

After leaving Teresa's house, Yvonne drove back to her apartment downtown.

She didn't have a housekeeper, and having been away for two days, the apartment felt empty and cold.

She entered the apartment, turned on the lights, tidied up a bit, and prepared to take a shower.

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