After Yvonne finished filming the outdoor reality show, Sandra booked her another role in a historical drama.


    It was a guest role, so filming would only take about a month.


    The shoot was located in a southern water town, which happened to be Monica Scott Jones''s hometown.


    Monica had moved to Istra for college, where she met Bruce Jones, married, and started a family. Her parents, however, still lived in their hometown.


    In her free time, Yvonne took the opportunity to visit her maternal grandparents.


    Her grandfather and grandmother looked much older, but they were still in good health.


    Her grandmother even cooked a meal for her personally.


    Her grandfather had be a bit forgetful with age. He seemed to have forgotten that his granddaughter had died in the line of duty andined, "That ungrateful little girl, Vonnie. How long has it been since shest came to see me? And here I was, saving all the good snacks for her."


    Listening to him, her grandmother secretly wiped away tears.


    Yvonne''s own heart ached, and she had to fight back tears.


    Yvonne''s filming went smoothly. After she wrapped, she stayed in the small town for an extra day, revisiting the ces she used to y as a child and buying many local specialties.


    When she returned to Istra, she brought the gifts to the Jones family home.


    Monica''s face lit up with a smile the moment she saw Yvonne.


    "Yvonne, you''re here! Come in,e in."


    "Mrs. Jones, I was filming in Tano and picked up some local specialties. I remembered Yvonne saying you were from there, so I brought some for you."


    Yvonne entered, carrying the bags.


    "You''re so thoughtful, dear," Monica said with a warm smile.


    Yvonne followed Monica into the house. Bruce happened to be home from work, sitting on the living room sofa reading the newspaper.


    "Mr. Jones."


    "Yvonne, you''re here. Have a seat," Bruce, a veteran detective with a naturallymanding presence, greeted her with a warm smile.


    Yvonne sat with Bruce and Monica in the living room, chatting while the housekeeper brought them hot tea.


    As Yvonne reached for the teacup, the housekeeper''s hand trembled, and the cup tilted, spilling tea all over Yvonne. Fortunately, the water wasn''t scalding hot.


    "I''m so sorry, Ms. Jones! Are you burned?" the housekeeper panicked, fumbling to wipe the spill.


    Yvonne''s skin was slightly red, but it wasn''t a serious burn. Her clothes, however, were soaked.


    "Yvonne, are you hurt? Gina, you''re so clumsy! Go get the burn cream!" Monica eximed, jumping up from the sofa in a panic.


    "It''s alright, the water wasn''t that


    hot. I''m not hurt. I''ll just go to the et


    restroom and take care of may shirts Yvonne said, standing up and heading to the first-floor bathroom.


    She took off her top, rinsed out the tea stains, and used a hairdryer to slowly dry the fabric.


    Just as she finished and was about to put the shirt back on, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.


    Bet''s tall figure appeared in the doorway.


    "Ah!" Yvonne let out a startled cry, instinctively crossing her arms over her chest.


    She was wearing low-rise jeans and just a bra on top. A lot was on disy.


    Bet hadn''t expected to see her partially undressed. He froze for a second before immediately turning his back, the tips of his ears turning an uncontroble shade of red.


    After a moment''s hesitation, he strode quickly away.


    Yvonne scrambled to put her shirt on, mentally kicking herself. She still thought of the Jones''s house as her own home and had forgotten her old habit of not locking the bathroom door.


    After getting dressed, Yvonne stepped out of the restroom and saw Bet


    standing at the end of the hallway, smoking.


    "Sorry about that," he said, looking up at her, his voice hoarse.