Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

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“Exactly! None of us agree with Yvie and Wilson being together. Adam, you’re not thinking of being a traitor, are you?”

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Adam’s impatience deepened, his clear as he resisted the urge to argue further. Even if he wasn’t thrilled about accepting Wilson as his brother–in–law, he had to admit that he’d lost.

But what really surprised him was just how skilled Wilson was in a fight. He was far more formidable than the rumors suggested.

Yvette lifted her eyes and met Wilson’s gaze. “Say what you need to. You’ve got nine minutes left.”

“Still mad at me, little one?” Wilson asked, pulling her into his arms, his voice low?

to coax her.

“What would it take for you to stop being mad at me?”

Yvette shook her head. “I’m not angry anymore.”

and soothing as he tried

Yvette had been furious back then, but now the anger had faded. Besides, when it came to Wilson, it was hard for her to stay mad for long.

Hearing this, Wilson’s lips curled into a pleased smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling with joy.

His deep, magnetic voice hummed softly, unhurried and coaxing. “Yvie, Adam hit me pretty hard–it still

hurts….”

He paused deliberately as his warm breath grazed her delicate ear. Next, his tone dripped with feigned

grievance. “I’m so jealous of him. At least he has you to help him with his words.”

Yvette clicked her tongue in disbelief. This sly fox was at it again, expertly playing up his charm.

She eyed him playfully, her bewitching gaze glinting with amusement. Adam had visible bruises on his face. Wilson, on the other hand, looked perfectly fine.

“There isn’t a single wound on your face. You don’t need any treatment.”

Wilson let out a low chuckle–the kind that sent a shiver down one’s spine. His enticing voice resonated in Yvette’s ear once more. “No need for treatment. Just one kiss from my fiancée will make it all better.”

Yvette blinked in exasperation, knowing full well the sly fox had ulterior motives.

“Yvie, it hurts so much…” Seeing Yvette’s lack of response, Wilson acted more convincingly, drawing her in with his silent allure.

Yvette bit her bottom lip, her pale arms wrapping around his neck. Wilson obligingly leaned down.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly. But just as their lips were about to touch, an annoyingly timed voice interrupted.

“Yvie, time’s up. Come inside with me.”

Adam stormed over as if on cue, grabbed Yvette, and dragged her back into the house. Wilson gritted his

earlier. teeth in frustration, wishing he had gone a bit harder on Adam in the boxing gym

After Wilson watched Yvette disappear into Murray Manor, he reluctantly shifted his gaze away. Only then did Samuel dare to approach him with a report.

“Mr. Quinn, Lionel was sent to the dungeon for punishment. He’s still in the hospital and hasn’t woken up since.”

“Got it. Tell him that if he dares show disrespect to my future wife again, it’ll be a death sentence,” Wilson instructed calmly, his eyes brimming with an icy menace.

Despite having served Wilson for many years, Samuel still felt a chill at the ruthless air his boss exuded. He quickly nodded and replied, “Yes, Mr. Quinn.”

As Wilson turned and got into the car, Samuel cautiously said, “Mr. Quinn, should we have your injuries examined at the hospital?” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Yvette might not have known, but Samuel had witnessed everything at the boxing gym.

Wilson had indeed suffered injuries. After all, Adam was no pushover.

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