Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 30

She had been slapped, her face swollen, pushed into a pool, and nearly drowned, yet Yvonne faced no punishment at all. How could this be?

“Queena, go back to your room for now,” George said, his face dark as he waved a dismissive hand.

The maid prepared the spaghetti and two side dishes and brought them upstairs on a tray. Yvonne ate her fill and went to sleep, unbothered. No one in the Spencer family dared to actually throw her out. George was a hypocrite who cared more about his reputation than anything else.

After a satisfying meal and a long soak in the jacuzzi with a milk bath, Yvonne slept soundly.

The next day, she had intended to sleep in, but she was woken by her phone’s alarm.

Yvonne fumbled for her phone on the nightstand. When she finally looked at the screen, she realized it was the first day of the new semester.

Yvonne had just turned eighteen and was a freshman in college. The girl was academically gifted enough for the Ivy League. But in a desperate attempt to prove she was better than Queena and win her parents’ attention, she had enrolled in the same acting program at the Istra Theater Academy. Yvonne had gotten in with the top entrance score but received little recognition. Queena, on the other hand, backed by the Spencer family’s money and resources, was already a rising young starlet in the entertainment world.

Yvonne could have had a brilliant future, but she had thrown it all away in a fit of pique, desperate for a crumb of her parents’ affection.

Yvonne sighed and got out of bed to get ready.

It was the first day of school, and she knew she had to go. She washed up, changed into a T-shirt and jeans, and pulled her hair back into a simple ponytail. The eighteen-year-old girl in the mirror had captivating, fox-like eyes, full of youthful charm and vitality.

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