Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 564

“Mr. Jones is a veteran detective. If even he can’t find any leads, the perpetrator is definitely no ordinary person. Yvonne, who do you think could pull something off so flawlessly?”

Yvonne thought for a moment before replying, “A home invasion and murder… if it were me, I wouldn’t be confident enough to do it so perfectly. Unless it was someone like Dad, a seasoned detective.”

“What if it was one of your professors at the academy? Would they have that kind of ability?” Bennett asked, glancing at Yvonne from the side while keeping a hand on the steering wheel.

Yvonne was stunned for a moment, then said tentatively, “Are you… suspecting Professor Martinez?”

“Eden is set to marry into the Walker family. With the Riverbend land in his hands, it essentially falls into the Walker family’s control. Riverbend is a strategic location for transport. If the Walkers wanted to use it for smuggling, a lot of people around would be an inconvenience. Staging a tragic crime would cause public fear, and naturally, no one would go there anymore.”

“April is Vincent’s mistress. It’s plausible that she would help him orchestrate such a crime. I’ll have my people investigate along these lines to assist the police.”

Yvonne nodded after hearing his explanation, clenching her fists. “If what you’re guessing is true, these people are completely lawless.”

Bennett didn’t say anything. He kept one hand on the steering wheel and gently stroked her head with the other.

The car drove on, eventually returning to Cherry Apartment.

By the time Bennett and Yvonne got home, Helen had already gone to bed.

Bullet, who was lying in his bed, immediately stood up at the sound of their arrival. Seeing that it was his owners, he happily trotted over, wagging his tail.

“Go back to sleep,” Bennett said, nudging him lightly with his foot.

Bullet let out a whine, his big puppy eyes looking pitifully at Yvonne.

“Be a good boy. Listen to your dad,” Yvonne said, patting his head.

Bullet wagged his tail and went back to his dog bed.

“Since when did I have a dog for a son?” Bennett glanced at the large dog in the bed.

After their gentle lovemaking, Yvonne lay nestled in his arms.

“Get some sleep. Don’t you have an exam at school tomorrow?” Bennett sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled a tissue from the box on the nightstand to wipe his fingers.

“What about you?” Yvonne asked.

“I’m going to take a shower,” Bennett said with a sigh.

When he said shower, he naturally meant a cold one to cool himself down.

“You’ve worked hard, Mr. Bennett Thompson,” Yvonne said, sitting up and hugging him from behind with a low, soft laugh.

“If you feel bad for me, then marry me sooner,” Bennett said, reaching up to stroke her head.

“We can get married now? Changing my age on paper shouldn't be too much trouble,” Yvonne suggested.