Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 322

For the next two months, Yvonne flew all over the country with the show's crew. By the time filming ended and she returned to Istra, she was a shade darker.

But Yvonne was naturally a couple of shades fairer than most, so even with a tan, she was still radiant.

After her plane landed, she walked out of the airport and saw Sandra waiting to pick her up.

"Ms. Garcia, what brings you here in person?" Yvonne, wearing sunglasses and a mask, reached out to give Sandra a hug.

"I just booked Daniel a guest spot on a reality show and saw him off. Your flight was landing around the same time, so I figured I'd wait and we could head back together. Saves the company a trip."

Sandra replied with a smile.

The two chatted happily as they walked out of the airport, with an assistant and driver trailing behind them with the luggage cart.

The car left the airport and drove steadily toward the city.

On the way, Yvonne received a call from Thomas.

"Landed?"

It seemed he knew her schedule like the back of his hand.

"Yeah," Yvonne replied coolly, holding her phone.

"You don't have anything scheduled for tomorrow, right? Want to get out and relax a bit?"

He didn't just know her schedule; he knew her habits, too. She always took a few days to unwind after finishing a project.

Yvonne hesitated for a moment before agreeing. "Okay."

It was a good opportunity to meet with Thomas and make things clear. She had no romantic feelings for him, no ulterior motives.

Yvonne returned to the apartment she was currently living in.

A three-bedroom place felt a bit spacious and quiet for one person.

Yvonne gazed out the window at the passing scenery, which grew more and more familiar.

The car finally stopped in front of a private estate.

This estate belonged to the Thompson family. In a city like Istra, where every inch of land was worth a fortune, even the suburbs were incredibly expensive.

Yet the Thompson family had built a private estate spanning about five hundred acres, completely closed to the public.

The story went that when Emma was pregnant, she had an accident that nearly caused a miscarriage, forcing her onto bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy.

Frank, who adored his wife, spent every moment he wasn't working by her side in the hospital room.

He felt for her during the difficult pregnancy and personally designed and built this private estate to make her happy.

The estate was completed around Bennett's first birthday. It featured a golf course, stables, a shooting range, indoor sports facilities, a swimming pool, and even lavishly built hot springs.