Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 89

Queena, who had bought her way into the film, was dressed in a designer cocktail dress from the latest season. She clung to Mr. Turner’s side throughout the promotional events, soaking up the spotlight.

Yvonne, still a newcomer, kept a low profile. She wore high-waisted jeans, a white chiffon blouse, and a delicate pearl necklace. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, her face fresh and youthful, her striking eyes sparkling like a starry sky.

Bennett remained a discreet distance away, a constant protective presence. He watched her standing with Grace, Shirley, and the other young actresses. In a crowd of beautiful women, she still managed to stand out.

After the daytime events, there was an evening banquet attended by the film’s key cast and crew, investors, and other influential figures in the entertainment industry. To Yvonne’s dismay, Matthew, one of the film’s investors, was also present.

She cursed her bad luck internally as he made his way toward her.

Yvonne held a wine glass, swirling its contents slowly, pointedly ignoring him.

“You’ve had your fun. Isn’t it time to let it go?” Matthew said, his eyes narrowed as he took her in. A flicker of surprise crossed his face. The ugly duckling had somehow transformed into a swan when he wasn’t looking. “You can still change your mind, Yvonne. We don’t have to cancel the engagement. When you turn twenty, we can get married as planned.”

Yvonne lowered her gaze and took a delicate sip of her wine. She could guess what he was thinking. He wanted his first love, Queena, but he couldn’t let go of the devoted fiancée who had once revolved around him. He wanted it all.

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