Summary of Chapter 573 – A pivotal chapter in Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss by Nydia Scott
The chapter Chapter 573 is one of the most intense moments in Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss, written by Nydia Scott. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
“Bennett is certainly generous to the women he keeps. You should take advantage of it while he's still interested, Ms. Jones. Grab as much as you can, and you'll be set for life. But really, getting money by sleeping with men... how is that any different from being a prostitute?”
Karina continued her taunts.
“Are you finished?” Yvonne waited for her to finish before unhurriedly picking up her phone. The screen showed that it had been recording.
“Mrs. Karina Thompson, who should I play this recording for first? Or perhaps, I should just play it for the entire Thompson family when we all sit down for dinner...”
Before Yvonne could finish her sentence, Karina lost control and lunged at her, trying to snatch the phone. “Yvonne, you wouldn't dare!”
Yvonne was agile. With a slight sidestep, she easily dodged Karina's grasp.
Karina couldn't regain her balance and stumbled forward, falling to the ground. She accidentally knocked over a coffee table, sending its contents crashing to the floor. Karina ended up in a heap amidst the mess, looking utterly pathetic.
“Ma'am!” Lily heard the crash and rushed over to help Karina up. “Ma'am, are you alright?”
“Yvonne, you bitch...” Karina pointed at Yvonne, about to scream at her, but then she saw Yvonne wave the phone threateningly, a provocative look on her face.
Karina choked back the words she was about to say, her face turning red with suppressed rage. “Yvonne, if you dare leak that recording, I'll make you pay.”
“That depends on your behavior,” Yvonne said with a raised eyebrow. She casually sat down on the drawing room sofa and said to the housekeeper, “Lily, could you please get me a glass of juice? Freshly squeezed orange juice, please. Thank you.”
“I'll help her back to her room to change first. I'll get your juice for you in a moment,” Lily said.
Yvonne glanced up at Karina. “Isn't the eldest daughter-in-law perfectly capable? I'm sure she can get back to her room and change on her own, can't she?”


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