Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 575

Yvonne spoke slowly and deliberately.

Seeing his mother being pushed around and looking so disheveled, Andy shrieked and lunged at Yvonne.

"You bitch, how dare you bully my mom!" he yelled in his clumsy speech, words he had probably picked up from Mrs. Thompson Sr. He threw himself at Yvonne and bit down hard on her arm.

Yvonne winced in pain and kicked him squarely in the behind, sending him sprawling to the floor.

She had no patience for a spoiled brat.

Andy sat on the floor and began to wail, a dry, piercing howl that seemed to make the floorboards tremble.

"Insolent! You have no manners at all, laying a hand on a child!" Mrs. Thompson Sr. seethed, slapping the armrest of her wheelchair as she saw her great-grandson get hit.

Yvonne just scoffed. "Ma'am, you may not know me very well. Forget a child—if a dog bit me, I'd bite it right back."

"You!" Mrs. Thompson Sr. trembled with rage.

"Grandma, please calm down," Eden said, stepping beside her and gently rubbing her back to soothe her.

For a moment, the living room was a cacophony of the child's wailing, the furious thumping of the wheelchair, and the overlapping voices of everyone else.

"Is that enough!" A deep, stern voice suddenly cut through the chaos from the top of the stairs.

Mr. Thompson Sr. descended, his face a grim mask. His sharp, severe gaze swept over every person in the room, and anyone he looked at immediately fell silent. Vanessa quickly pulled Andy into her arms, and even he stopped crying.

Bennett followed behind Mr. Thompson Sr., raising a slight eyebrow as he strode over to Yvonne's side.

"Causing trouble again?" he asked with a faint smile.

Yvonne shrugged, a picture of helplessness.

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