Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 53

"Yvonne, are you really going to be the lead in Mr. Turner's new movie? That's amazing!"

"So you really are the Spencers' real daughter? Why didn't you say anything before? You're so low-key."

The girls chattered excitedly, giving Yvonne a headache. She offered a few vague replies before grabbing her lunchbox and heading out.

She hadn't eaten yet, so she went to the school cafeteria and got a plate of rice with a few side dishes. As she was about to eat, her phone buzzed on the table. The caller ID showed George's name.

She didn't need to guess. Queena must have run home to tattle, and George was calling to scold her.

Yvonne held her fork in one hand and answered the phone with the other. Just as she expected, George's furious roar erupted from the speaker.

"Who gave you permission to audition for Mr. Turner's film? You're a student! You should be focusing on your studies. What kind of trouble are you trying to stir up now?"

"Queena is a student too. Why can she go, but I can't?" Yvonne asked calmly, taking a bite of her food.

"How can you compare yourself to Queena!" he shouted. "Ever since you came back to this family, you've been competing with her over everything. You took her room, you took the necklace Matthew gave her, and now you've stolen her role. She may be your sister, but she's only a few days older. She's not obligated to give you everything."

Yvonne's lips curled into a cold sneer. George really was protective of his illegitimate daughter.

"You're right, I can't compare myself to her. How could a bastard like her ever be my equal? If she hadn't been the cuckoo in my nest, everything she has now would have been mine. I wouldn't need her to 'give' me anything."

"Hello, miss. Who are you here to see?"

"George Spencer," Yvonne said, using his full name.

"Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked.

"Do I need an appointment to see my own father?" Yvonne retorted, raising an eyebrow. She tilted her chin up, perfectly playing the part of a spoiled, willful heiress.

"You're Chairman Spencer's daughter?" The receptionist's initial surprise quickly turned to disdain. "Miss, if you're going to lie, at least make it believable. Everyone knows Chairman Spencer only has one daughter, Ms. Queena Spencer. She's a famous actress. Even if we haven't met her in person, we've seen her on screen, and she looks nothing like you."