Rose with Thorns

Chapter 2

“Yvie, my dear Yvie…”

The minute Yvette got out of the car, she was tightly embraced by a beautiful woman, who had rushed toward her.

The woman’s face was pale, making her look somewhat frail. However, her eyes were filled with longing and excitement. “My dear Yvie is finally back!”

Irwin Murray followed closely behind, his eyes also slightly reddened as he called out warmly, “I’m your father, Yvie. Welcome home!”

A warm feeling flowed through Yvette’s heart. She lowered her gaze and nodded slightly.

“My precious Yvie, you’ve finally returned to me!” Yara Strauss couldn’t contain her excitement as tears streamed down her face.

She held onto Yvette tightly and was unwilling to let go of her.

Upon seeing her so emotional, Irwin quickly stepped forward to support her. “Yara, you can’t get too worked up, it’s not good for your health. Our daughter coming home is a happy occasion; no more tears.”

Watching Yara’s emotional state, Yvette pressed her red lips together and said somewhat awkwardly, “Don’t be sad, Mom. I’m back.”

Hearing the word “Mom”, Yara immediately let go of Irwin’s hand and clung to Yvette’s arm, her eyes full of expectation. “Yvie, can you call me ‘Mom’ again?”

Irwin could only sigh after Yara pushed him aside.

his precious daughter’s return, his standing with his wife had instantly

long, delicate eyelashes fluttered slightly, but

good girl!” Yara’s pale face lit up with more energy, a

you. Come with me and choose which one you like.” With that, she

ignored, sighed helplessly before

make his presence known in front of his precious daughter; he couldn’t let her mother outshine him

than expected. The household staff stood in a neat line and greeted her respectfully, “Welcome

home at

her expression remained calm.

room especially for you. Do you like it?” Yara had led Yvette to the second floor and opened the

together. She then met Yara’s hopeful gaze,

you would!” Yara’s smile grew even brighter. She had so much she wanted to say, but she also knew Yvette

head and spoke softly, “It’s late, Yvie. Get

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“Goodnight, Yvie!”

left the room reluctantly. Their enthusiasm and affection were

check her pulse. She found that Yara’s health was indeed frail, likely

resolved to help her

City’s largest entertainment district, renowned for its extravagance and frequent visits by the wealthy and

black Maybach was parked at the

been reunited with their long-lost daughter, and suggested that you visit them during your free

lazy posture. “If I remember correctly, that girl is only 18 years old this

a cigarette, adding a touch of allure to

think I’m some sort

Mrs. Quinn Senior’s suggestion, Mr. Quinn. I’m

hand, his handsome yet sinister face turning cold. A sudden

yourself. I’ll be calling off the engagement with the Murray family

Quinn family and Murray family was arranged by the previous generation. If Mrs. Quinn

won’t let her

wore a troubled expression. “But