Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 339

After Hans' funeral concluded, Sandra drove his parents home before leaving.

“It’s been a long day. Are you hungry? Want to get something to eat?” Sandra asked, glancing at Yvonne in the passenger seat as she gripped the steering wheel.

“Yeah,” Yvonne nodded.

While driving, Sandra used the navigation to find a high-end restaurant nearby.

When they arrived, they learned the restaurant was so popular that reservations were required.

Yvonne was about to turn and leave when the manager recognized her.

“You’re Yvonne, right? I’m a huge fan! Could I get your autograph?” the manager asked excitedly.

Even with a mask and a baseball cap, fully disguised, she had been recognized. The manager must have been a true fan.

Yvonne signed an autograph and even took a photo with him.

A high-end restaurant like this was always booked, but they surely kept a private room or two in reserve for unexpected visits from influential people they couldn't afford to offend.

The manager had a waiter lead them to one of these reserved rooms.

Yvonne thanked the manager, and she and Sandra headed upstairs.

As they reached the second floor, they unexpectedly ran into the Walker family.

Yolanda, dressed in an exquisite gown, was holding onto Mrs. Walker's arm.

Mrs. Walker wore a magenta dress, exuding an air of nobility and grace. Beside her was her husband.

Mr. Walker appeared more understated and was speaking quietly with Bennett, who was standing next to him.

The Walker family was likely just as surprised to see Yvonne. Yolanda's brow furrowed slightly as she leaned in and whispered something in Mrs. Walker's ear.

After listening, Mrs. Walker’s cool gaze fell upon Yvonne, her eyes full of scrutiny.

“Yvonne,” Sandra said, gently tugging on her arm, a hint of worry in her eyes.

“I’m fine. Let’s go eat. I’m starving,” Yvonne replied, a faint, slightly bitter smile on her lips.

She didn't have the energy to waste on sorrow right now. She needed to eat, to regain her strength for the fight ahead—to find more evidence, to bring the wicked to justice, and to prevent more innocent people from being harmed.

Yvonne and Sandra were shown to a private room.

Yvonne took the menu and asked the waiter to recommend a few of their signature dishes.

Because the restaurant was so busy, the food took a long time to arrive.

Growing impatient, Yvonne stood up and went to the restroom.

When she came out, she saw Bennett standing by a large open window in the empty hallway, head down, smoking a cigarette.