Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 676

Emma retorted, "Call the police? Fine. The matter of you harming Bennett should indeed be properly investigated by the police."

Mrs. Thompson Sr.'s expression clearly became flustered. A guilty conscience needs no accuser.

"Don't talk nonsense! What proof do you have that I harmed that bastard Bennett? Maybe heaven itself finds you and your son displeasing and has come to claim you."

The more guilty she felt, the more self-righteous she acted.

Hearing this, Emma slapped her again without hesitation.

"You old hag, if you dare curse my son again, I'll rip your mouth off. Your old life isn't worth much, but you still have these two little bastards. If anything happens to my son, I'll kill them both to accompany him."

Mrs. Thompson Sr.'s face was swollen from the slaps.

She was his mother, after all. Frank couldn't help but feel a pang of pity and tried to mediate. "Emma, calm down. There's really no evidence that Mom or Eden had anything to do with what happened to Bennett."

"Frank, you're still defending them!" Emma angrily shook off Frank's hand. "That bastard is the biggest beneficiary of Bennett's accident. You're telling me they had nothing to do with it? Do you believe that?"

For a moment, Frank's face darkened, and he said nothing.

He had also suspected his mother and Eden, but there was indeed no proof.

Seeing Frank's silence, Eden immediately played the victim. "Dad, I'm your son too. Can't you choose to believe me? Why have you always treated me and Bennett so differently? Your blood runs in my veins too."

"Want to know why? Because your mother is a slut who climbed into my husband's bed. You are an unwanted bastard who should never have been born. What right do you have to compare yourself to Bennett?"

Emma sneered.

Frank said, "Mom, what happened to Bennett had better have nothing to do with you. Otherwise, you won't have to wait for Emma. I'll finish you myself."

"You... you unfilial son," Mrs. Thompson Sr. said, clutching her chest with one hand and pointing a trembling finger at Frank with the other.

"Grandma, don't get worked up. The doctor said you can't get agitated, or something might happen," Eden said nervously before turning to Frank.

"Dad, please stop upsetting her. The doctor said she doesn't have much time left..."

"Butler, take the old madam back to the nursing home. I wouldn't want her to die here; then I'd truly be unfilial," Frank cut Eden off, coldly instructing the butler. He then turned and headed upstairs.

He went to Emma's bedroom door and knocked several times, but there was no answer.

"Emma, I've had the butler send them away. Have you had dinner? Should I have the maids make you a special broth?" Frank said, softening his tone.