Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 389

Noah looked at Yvonne's beautiful, foxy eyes and wondered, *Could she really be some kind of enchantress, capable of bewitching people's minds?*

Meanwhile, Karina and Yolanda were in the kitchen making ravioli.

Yolanda, a prim and proper heiress who had never lifted a finger in her life, was merely pretending to help. Karina was doing most of the work, talking as she folded the pasta.

"I was shocked when Bennett suddenly showed up with that Ms. Jones. Wasn't she Thomas' girlfriend? How did she suddenly become Bennett's? It's all so confusing. Is she the reason Bennett wants to break up with you?"

"Yes," Yolanda nodded, her eyes red.

"Well, she must be quite calculating, playing two wealthy young masters like that, twisting them around her little finger," Karina sneered with contempt.

"Aunt Emma values family background above all else; she would never allow Bennett to marry an actress. Men just play around with women like her, don't they? Besides, she's playing a dangerous game with two brothers. It's bound to end badly for her."

Karina chattered on, and soon a pot of ravioli was ready.

She put the ravioli on to boil and, with the nanny's help, began setting the table.

The long wooden table was laden with dishes. The freshly cooked ravioli was brought out, steaming and fragrant.

"Let's eat first. Ms. Jones, this is your first time here. Please, try my cooking," Karina said. Although she disliked Yvonne, she maintained a veneer of perfect hospitality.

The four of them sat at the long table, with Noah and Karina on one side.

Karina had Yolanda sit next to her.

Bennett and Yvonne sat opposite them.

Indeed, there was no powerful Jones family among Istra's high society.

Karina was clearly siding with Yolanda, deliberately trying to embarrass Yvonne.

Yolanda inwardly smirked and chimed in, "It's normal that you wouldn't know, Karina. This Ms. Jones is the granddaughter of the James family, but her mother was never favored and holds no influence. You've probably heard of her father, though—he's the CEO of Nexus Media who was just sentenced to prison."

Karina feigned a look of shock, then added with false sympathy, "Ms. Jones, your family history is truly tragic."

Yvonne had just picked up a ravioli with her fork. It was beautifully shaped, like a little golden ingot.

While the main dishes weren't to her liking, the filling Karina made for the ravioli was delicious. It was a shame, really, that this meal hadn't been prepared for her.