Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 347

“Ma’am, Miss, Mr. Thompson is here,” the maid said respectfully, knocking before entering.

“Ben’s here to pick me up,” Yolanda exclaimed happily, jumping up from her chair and running out of the room, holding her skirt.

“What’s the rush? So clumsy,” Mrs. Walker chuckled helplessly.

Bennett’s black Mercedes was parked in front of the Walker family’s villa.

He stood by the car, his straight back leaning lightly against the door.

“Ben.” Yolanda gracefully walked up to him, holding her dress.

“Finished with your makeup? I’ll take you to the concert hall.” Bennett’s gaze was calm and gentle. He acted the perfect gentleman, reaching behind him to open the car door.

Just as Yolanda settled into Bennett’s car, Mrs. Walker came out of the villa.

“Mrs. Walker,” Bennett greeted her politely.

Mrs. Walker smiled and nodded. “Drive safely. After the concert, come back with Yolanda. I’ll have the cook make some of your favorite dishes, and you can have a few drinks with Mr. Walker.”

Bennett smiled warmly and nodded, neither agreeing nor refusing. He then walked around to the other side of the car, opened the door, and got in.

Mrs. Walker watched Bennett’s car drive out of the Walker family’s estate before turning back inside.

Bennett and Yolanda arrived at the concert hall early.

Yolanda went straight backstage to prepare, while Bennett went into the hall alone, found his seat with his ticket.

He probably hadn’t expected to find Yvonne and Sandra in the seats next to him.

The two were whispering to each other, seemingly discussing the upcoming performance.

She took it out and saw that it was a call from her assistant.

Yvonne stood up with her phone, intending to go outside to take the call.

To avoid blocking the view of the audience behind her, Yvonne hunched over slightly as she made her way out of the row.

“Excuse me, pardon me,” Yvonne said politely in a low voice. However, as she passed by Bennett, her foot suddenly caught on something. Already bent over, she lost her balance and fell directly onto Bennett’s lap.

Yvonne’s entire body went rigid when she felt his warm hand wrap around her slender waist.

“S-sorry,” Yvonne stammered, scrambling off of him as soon as she came to her senses.

Bennett just looked up at her coolly and replied, “It’s fine.”

Yvonne went out to take the call and didn’t return to her seat before the concert ended.