Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 319

After they had eaten their fill, they put the leftovers in the fridge, cleaned up the dishes, and then drove to Hans' home.

Hans' family lived in a rundown old apartment building in the suburbs. They weren't from the city and didn't earn much, so it was all they could afford.

Inside the small apartment, the couple was arguing in hushed, angry tones.

Howard: "That Ms. Garcia was willing to sponsor Hans' education, take him to amusement parks, and buy him food. She's a good person. How can you slander her like this? Aren't you afraid of karma?!"

Tracy: "She's a big star, she has plenty of money. A little bit from her would be enough for us to live comfortably, but she was so stingy, only willing to pay for Hans' tuition and living expenses. I'm just asking for a few million. To her, it's nothing."

Howard: "You want money, but you didn't have to beat our son so brutally. There isn't an unbruised spot on his body."

Tracy: "You have to sacrifice something to get something. He's my own flesh and blood, do you think it didn't hurt me to hit him? But who am I doing this for? For you and him! Once we have the money, we can go back to our hometown, buy a house, and start a small business. You won't have to work as a delivery driver in the freezing cold and blistering sun anymore, and we'll have money for Hans' future."

Howard: "But they're not stupid. Why would they just hand over the money?"

Tracy: "That Mr. Smith said they would. Celebrities care about their reputation more than anything. They'll pay to make this go away. Mr. Smith will help us too."

The "Mr. Smith" she was referring to was Oscar's chief assistant.

Howard: "Why would this Mr. Smith help us? We're not related to him. Don't be a fool. He's probably using you!"

Tracy was at a loss for words, but her mind was so fixated on the millions she was about to receive that she had lost all reason.

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