Rose with Thorns

Chapter 4

Yvette thought of Wilson’s charming and seductive smile. Her long lashes fluttered slightly as her slender finger tapped on the prompt to accept his request.

“Stay safe on your way back. Let me know when you get home,” came his message.

Yvette didn’t reply, her expression unchanged as she put her phone back into her pocket.

Inside the car, Wilson glanced at the message he sent her that was left on read.

He wore a captivating smile as he thought of Yvette as quite the aloof person.

Samuel watched that scene from the rearview mirror. His thoughts were racing as he finally understood what happened.

The reason Wilson played along with that girl’s act was to get her contact information.

He realized that Wilson was cunning for tricking an innocent girl like that! That said, Samuel had never seen Wilson that interested in anyone before. Could it be that he had taken a liking to that girl?

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was.

That girl looked barely 18, and Wilson said he wouldn’t act like a monster!

It was a complete turnabout, an ironic slap in the face.

…

morning, Yvette heard a sweet and coy voice coming from downstairs

so late.

to rest well in a new environment, but it seems she’s adapting to it just fine!” Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on

was obvious. Yvette smirked and began walking down the stairs with her long

and there’s no harm in letting her rest a bit longer,” Yara spoke

her pale face lit up with a radiant

I had

quickly joined in, his voice filled with warmth. “That’s

entirely on Yvette. Yasmin, who was standing nearby,

Irwin showering Yvette with affection, a flash of

family. After her parents passed away, Yara and

until recently, Yasmin had five older brother figures who loved her, making her the center of everyone’s

had stolen Yara and Irwin’s affection from

would no longer be the only one doted

her lip in resentment, wishing that Yvette had never been found and never returned to take what was Yasmin’s in

spoke warmly, “Welcome home, Yvie. You must have

Yara and Irwin remembered

Yasmin.” As Yvette’s porcelain-like face met her gaze,

you up with Larry yesterday. But Grandpa wasn’t feeling well, so

Murray wasn’t actually unwell. Yasmin just used him as an excuse to avoid

Yvie won’t be mad at

and extended her

glancing at

slightly, feeling a twinge of embarrassment as she withdrew her hand, her gaze turning even more

dare this country girl who just

on with their cheerful banter. “Alright, alright, enough talking. Sit down and have breakfast,

right, Yvie. Let Dad peel the eggshells for

on Yvette, Yasmin’s eyes flickered. She seized the opportunity to get their

and

Yasmin’s announcement, Yara and Irwin redirected some of their attention to her, offering praises alongside

the competition was tough this year. Winning first place truly proves your talent, Yasmin. Who knows, you might even become a world-renowned pianist like Mischa Rachmaninoff

glanced at Yvette with a smug

a puzzled look of her own. In truth, the participants in this year’s piano competition were quite mediocre, so winning first place wasn’t such a big deal. The difficulty of becoming a world-famous pianist was

to the praise, the smugness remained fixed on her