Chapter overview: Chapter 690 from Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss
In this standout chapter of the Romance novel Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss, Nydia Scott introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
Mrs. Thompson Sr. never imagined Frank would actually disregard her life. She was so angry her eyes nearly rolled back in her head. Eden stood beside her, able to do nothing but watch as Vanessa's family was forcibly deported.
"Dad, do you have to do this? Vanessa is your daughter too."
"Just worry about yourself. If I find out you had anything to do with what happened to Bennett, I won't spare you," Frank said before leaving with his bodyguards.
Mrs. Thompson Sr. looked half-dead, so Eden had no choice but to take her back to her room.
Mrs. Thompson Sr. leaned back on the hospital bed, beating her chest and groaning.
"Eden, your sister... they sent her abroad, just like that. And Andy, my great-grandson."
"Grandma, don't be sad. As soon as I become the heir to the Thompson family, the first thing I'll do is bring Vanessa and Andy back," Eden comforted her.
"Yes, yes, that's right. Eden, once you're the heir, you can bring your sister, her husband, and Andy back." Mrs. Thompson Sr. gripped Eden's hand and asked urgently, "That little monster, Bennett, isn't he dead yet?"
"Bennett has been in the ICU for so long, he's probably not going to recover. Once he breathes his last, Dad will only have me. No one but me can inherit the Thompson family's assets."
Eden's expression turned sinister as he gritted his teeth. "I'm just waiting for Dad to come begging me—begging me to inherit the family business, begging me to take care of him in his old age."
Eden was not in a good mood when he left the nursing home.
His car, a black Mercedes with tinted windows, was parked at the entrance.
Eden opened the door and got in. In the back seat sat a beautiful young woman in a short red skirt, with long legs and a curvy figure.
As soon as Eden was inside, the woman coiled around him like a snake.
"Who upset Mr. Monroe? You seem so angry," the woman purred, her hand stroking his chest.



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