Chapter summary of Chapter 764 – Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss by Nydia Scott
In Chapter 764, a key chapter of the acclaimed Romance novel Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss by Nydia Scott, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss.
“How much do you want?” Nelly was furious but had no choice but to comply. They had no way to back out now.
“Five hundred thousand,” Cindy said, holding up one hand and naming an outrageous price.
“Five hundred thousand! You must be insane!” Nelly couldn't help but shout.
In their heyday, both the Zade and Powell families were among the elite. Five hundred thousand wouldn’t have even been enough for one of Nelly’s limited-edition handbags. But now, with the Powell family in ruins and having been abroad for years with little contact with her own family since her parents' death, five hundred thousand was a huge sum to Nelly. The thought of parting with it was painful.
“Mrs. Powell was once one of Istra’s premier socialites. Surely you can spare such a small amount? If you don’t pay, I’ll have to ask you to leave.”
Cindy moved to open the door and call for the Thompson family’s security, but Nelly grabbed her arm.
“Fine, five hundred thousand. I’ll pay,” Nelly said. She knew Cindy was extorting her, but she had to accept.
She took out her phone and, with a heavy heart, transferred the five hundred thousand to Cindy.
Once the money was received, Cindy efficiently led Mignon to a bedroom upstairs.
The room wasn't small, but it wasn't particularly large either. The decor and furnishings were quite simple, completely at odds with Mr. Thompson’s status.
“Is this really Mr. Bennett Thompson’s room?” Mignon asked, clearly skeptical.
“Mr. Bennett Thompson is a military man. He prefers simplicity,” Cindy explained without batting an eye. Seeing Mignon still hesitating, she grew annoyed. “If you don’t believe me, you can leave right now. I’m taking a huge risk helping you.”
Mignon was still suspicious, but she was young and inexperienced. Persuaded by Cindy’s story, she ultimately chose to believe her.
Mignon stripped naked and slipped under the covers.
Seeing this, Cindy walked to the window and drew the blackout curtains, plunging the room into darkness.
“The young master is very alert. It’ll be bad for you if he spots you. With the curtains drawn, he won’t be able to see clearly. Wait here in the room. Once the drug kicks in, I’ll bring him in.”


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