Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 153

But then one day, she saw Jenny and Gina, the maids, with the same chocolates from Jeffrey and realized she was being treated just like the household staff.

Now, it seemed Jeffrey’s conscience had finally kicked in. But it was too little, too late. The driver who swerves after hitting the tree is still a bad driver. The time for his kindness had long passed.

“If there’s nothing else, you can leave,” Yvonne said dismissively, her hand stroking Bullet’s head.

Jeffrey looked at Yvonne, then at the big dog lying at her feet. He hesitated before speaking.

“Yvonne, the heir to the Thompson family is not someone you can control. If you’re just trying to get something out of him, I won’t say anything. But if you get emotionally involved, you’ll be the one who gets hurt in the end.”

Yvonne lazily lifted her gaze to meet his.

For a moment, Jeffrey actually sounded like a concerned older brother. But it was too late. The person who needed to hear it was gone, and she had no interest in his lectures.

“Are you done? You can go now.”

Jeffrey knew she couldn't stand him; anything more he said would fall on deaf ears.

He sighed in resignation and left the room.

As the sun set, the sky outside darkened.

“Bullet, wake up. Let’s go out and play,” Yvonne said, patting his head.

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