Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 689

"You don't have to do anything. We can sleep together when we're done." Bennett's arm wrapped around her slender waist, their bodies tangling together.

However, Yvonne fell asleep before they were finished.

She was nestled in his arms, soft and fragrant, looking very docile.

Bennett carried her to the bathroom, gently cleaned her up, changed her clothes, and then carried her back to bed.

He tucked her in and then sat on the edge of the bed, just watching her.

His phone was in the living room, but Bennett still heard it vibrate.

Bennett carefully got off the bed, left the bedroom, and picked up the phone from the coffee table.

It was Tobias, calling to update him on the investigation.

Bennett: "Uncle."

Tobias: "Mm."

Bennett: "It's been several days. You must have found something."

Tobias: "We tracked down a battalion commander from the military district. We have him in custody, but he's not talking."

Bennett sneered. "They must have something on him. Talking won't do him any good, but staying quiet might save his family."

Tobias: "You probably have a good idea of who's behind this. The investigation has likely hit a dead end here. Once you've recovered, get back to the base as soon as possible. Your commanding officer is retiring in the second half of the year. Your record is a bit thin, so you'll need to plan carefully if you want to take his position."

Bennett: "I know. Don't worry, I have a plan."

Tobias: "Good. You're a calculating man; I'm not worried."

"Vanessa was just a child back then! She didn't know any better. She just gave that woman Emma a little push. Emma and Bennett were both fine, weren't they? Why must you hurt my Vanessa!"

"Grandma, save me! Save me! I don't want to go abroad again. I don't want to leave my home!" Vanessa cried hysterically, struggling to break free from the bodyguards.

But Frank remained unmoved. He waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to force them into the car.

Vanessa shrieked and Omar struggled, but they were still forced into the car by the bodyguards, and Andy was tossed in after them.

Eden wheeled Mrs. Thompson Sr. out after them. She beat her chest. "Frank, if you dare to send them abroad, I'll kill myself right here!"

Frank looked at her coldly. Her contorted expression was utterly hideous.

"Call the funeral home. Tell them to prepare for the old madam's arrangements," Frank ordered coldly.

The bodyguard nodded in understanding, then took out his phone to call the funeral home.