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Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 814

Summary for Chapter 814: Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss

Chapter summary: Chapter 814 from the book Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss by Nydia Scott

Discover the most important events of Chapter 814, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss. With the engaging writing of Nydia Scott, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

"Mom, Dad, Kevin, what's going on?" Karina ran into the house in a panic, only to find several burly men pinning Kevin to the floor.

Another man was sprawled on the sofa, casually smoking a cigarette.

Mr. White was standing in front of him, humbly begging him to let his son go. Mrs. White was slumped nearby, weeping uncontrollably as she watched Kevin being held down.

"What are you doing? Let my brother go!" Karina lunged forward to protect her brother, but she was roughly pulled away by the men.

Karina stumbled a few steps before falling to the ground. She already looked a mess, and now she looked even more pathetic.

Mrs. White showed no concern for Karina's fall. Instead, her eyes lit up as she looked at her daughter, then shouted to the man on the sofa, "She's the one who signed the IOU! Get the money from her! She's married into the Thompson family, the richest family in Istra! They have plenty of money! If you want money, take her! Just let my son go!"

Karina sat on the floor, staring blankly at her mother as if she'd been struck dumb.

The man on the sofa, clearly the leader, flicked his cigarette and waved a hand, signaling his men to release Kevin.

After letting Kevin go, the men walked over to Karina, unceremoniously hauled her to her feet, and shoved her down onto a nearby sofa.

"Mrs. Thompson. A pleasure to finally meet you," the man on the sofa said with a smirk, his gaze slimy and lecherous. He flicked his cigarette again, the ash landing perfectly on her dress.

Two men held Karina down by her shoulders, pinning her in place. Her face was deathly pale. "What... what do you want?"

"Don't get the wrong idea, Mrs. Thompson. We're not bad people. We're just here to collect a debt. You remember this IOU, don't you? Debts must be paid. It's only fair."

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