Rose with Thorns

Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

Chapter 1

“Mom, Dad, we finally get to kick Yvette out of our house! Why haven’t the people come over to pick her up yet? Did they change their minds?”

Listening to the gloating voices from downstairs, Yvette maintained a calm expression. Her delicate and fair face showed no emotion as she walked down the stairs.

Upon seeing her, Tyler Murphy’s face showed a hint of awkwardness. “Alright, that’s enough. Everyone stop talking!”

“I’m just speaking the truth, why should I stop?” Lynda muttered reluctantly. “If Grandma hadn’t insisted on keeping her, this jinx would’ve been kicked out a long time ago!”

Amy Ford looked at Yvette with the same disdain as her daughter, Lynda. “It was the old lady who took you in, Yvette. You’re not a part of our family. We’ve done you a great favor by raising you all these years.

“We don’t expect anything in return, just don’t come looking for us again. From now on, we’ll have nothing to do with each other.”

Even though they lived in the countryside, their family was relatively wealthy compared to the others in the village.

They heard that Yvette’s biological parents were extremely poor, struggling to make ends meet while raising five sons. Amy didn’t want to be burdened by such a poor family.

“As you wish,” Yvette replied indifferently. Her beautiful, upturned fox-like eyes coldly staring at Amy. “I just hope you don’t regret this later.”

Regret? Amy looked as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, her disdain growing even more intense. “Of course, I won’t regret it. Get out of here and go back to your poor family. Stop clinging to us!”

you go back, your poor parents will marry you off to some old man living in the mountains. Those old men are ugly and disgusting. Don’t come crying to us

from the countryside, Yvette had a fox-like face, and her skin did not have

here! We have nothing

colder. She picked up her backpack from the couch

a male voice

pick you up got their car stuck in mud near

“Alright,” Yvette replied nonchalantly.

How dare they kick you out like

it wasn’t for Yvette, Tyler and his family wouldn’t have been living

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Yvette in, going as far as treating

her grandmother gone, there was no reason

them a little taste of their

those words left his mouth, a deafening

villa crumbled in an instant. Amy and

Ferrari was stuck deep in the mud just before the village entrance. Larry looked anxious and helpless

of

lightly tapped on the car window with her slender, pale fingers. When Larry looked up, he saw

had delicate, picturesque features, with captivating and shimmering eyes that were almost

and Mrs. Murray. A flash of astonishment crossed Larry’s eyes as he

out of

the driver’s seat, her pale hands gripping the steering

of the mud, a feat that had stumped Larry for half

experience, he hadn’t

backpack over her shoulder and climbed into the back seat. She casually crossed her

Mr. and Mrs. Murray instructed me to deliver these gifts to your adoptive parents to

at him, her tone

the air she exuded was incredibly

listen… to you, Ms. Murray,” Larry stammered.

lazily raised an eyebrow. She recalled that the car’s license plate was JBC-01. In a place like Jubilife City, getting a number plate like that required not just

where Amy and her family had heard that her biological parents were poor,