Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 280

Yvonne was bracing for a direct confrontation when, at the critical moment, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, pinning her against a nearby wall.

The air filled with a familiar, sharp scent. Before Yvonne could react, a pair of cool, thin lips were pressed against hers.

Just as Yvonne was about to resist, the arm around her waist tightened. His lips moved to her ear as he whispered a warning, "Don't move."

The Rogers family's bodyguards rushed in and began searching. Seeing a couple kissing in the corner, they instinctively looked away.

The VIP lounge was full of the rich and powerful. If they angered the wrong person, they'd be in serious trouble.

The bodyguards scanned the VIP room but didn't find Queena alone, so they left.

"Strange. She's not here. I swear I saw her run in."

"Maybe you were mistaken? Let's check somewhere else…"

As the bodyguards' voices faded into the distance, Yvonne finally let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did she realize she was still trapped in Bennett's arms. The memory of his kiss made her cheeks burn uncontrollably.

But he had kissed her lips, just as he had kissed others. It was like the song he had played for her—he could play it for anyone.

The spark of warmth in Yvonne's heart was instantly extinguished. She placed her hands on his chest and pushed.

"Can you let me go now, Mr. Bennett Thompson? Any more of this, and the act will be overdone."

Bennett looked down at her, and the atmosphere seemed to grow cold. He released his arm from her waist and took a half step back, putting distance between them.

"What are you doing here?" Bennett asked coldly.

Yvonne didn't answer directly. Instead, she said, "Thank you for your help just now. I should be going."

As she turned to leave, Bennett grabbed her arm.

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