Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 725

Cynthia's expression didn't change at all. She actually smiled and nodded. “Well, thank you for your advice, too. Don't worry, I have my principles. I would never be the other woman. I'll wait for Noah to get a divorce before I get together with him.”

Yvonne frowned at Cynthia, feeling a sense of helplessness.

Just as expected from the heiress of the Scott family, coveting a married man and speaking of it so brazenly.

“You've been filming all day, you must be tired. Get some rest. I won't bother you anymore,” Cynthia said with the same smile before turning and leaving.

After removing her makeup, Yvonne put on her coat and returned to the hotel with her assistant.

The next few days of filming went smoothly. But to stay on schedule, Yvonne was sleeping a maximum of five hours a night. The work was demanding, and she was truly exhausted.

Yvonne was up again at five in the morning for makeup. She filmed all morning, with a short break for lunch.

She was resting on a recliner in her dressing room when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Thinking it was her assistant, Yvonne simply turned over and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

The person who entered walked softly and sat down beside her without saying a word, their breathing quiet and even.

Yvonne didn't sleep for long, waking up after half an hour. When she opened her eyes, she was startled to see Bennett sitting next to her.

Her first thought was that she was hallucinating. She rubbed her eyes hard.

Seeing this, Bennett took her hand and chuckled. “You're awake?”

“Bennett, what are you doing here?” Yvonne asked, staring at him in astonishment.

This was a film set. If Mr. Thompson just waltzed in, the entire crew would probably go into a frenzy.

Bennett seemed to sense her concern and explained, “It's the lunch break, so not many people saw me come in. Besides, very few people on this set would recognize me. And those who would, wouldn't dare to gossip.”

Bennett: “Yes.”

Yvonne: “Alright, then.”

With Mr. Bennett Thompson asking personally, how could Director Ward possibly say no?

“Then let's go now. We shouldn't keep our elders waiting,” Yvonne agreed readily.

Bennett nodded and stood up from his chair. “I'll wait for you in the car.”

Bennett coming in alone was conspicuous enough. If they left together, it would just give the crew more to gossip about.

Bennett left first. Yvonne went back to her hotel to change into a more appropriate outfit, remove her heavy stage makeup, apply a lighter touch, and fix her hair before heading out.